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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Student's Tale; The Falcon of Ser Federigo

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"Who is thy mother, my fair boy?" he said,
His hand laid softly on that shining head.
"Monna Giovanna. Will you let me stay
A little while, and with your falcon play?
We live there, just beyond your garden wall,
In the great house behind the poplars tall."

"Thou That Know'st for Whom I Mourn"

© Henry Vaughan

THOU that know'st for whom I mourn,

And why these tears appear,

Shameful Death

© William Morris

There were four of us about that bed;
The mass-priest knelt at the side,
I and his mother stood at the head,
Over his feet lay the bride;
We were quite sure that he was dead,
Though his eyes were open wide.

The Approach

© Robert Nichols

In my tired, helpless body
I feel my sunk heart ache;
But suddenly, loudly
The far, the great guns shake.

Empdeocles

© George Meredith

I

He leaped. With none to hinder,

Coming Home

© Augusta Davies Webster

Anyhow
I've poetry and music too to-day
in the very clatter: it goes "Home, home, home."

The Hero -- English Translation

© Rabindranath Tagore

Just suppose for once -

I was travelling with my mother

The Prologue

© Anne Bradstreet

To sing of wars, of captains, and of kings,
Of cities founded, commonwealths begun,
For my mean pen are too superior things:
Or how they all, or each, their dates have run;
Let poets and historians set these forth,
My obscure lines shall not so dim their work.

The Angel In The House. Book II. Canto I.

© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore

V Perspective
What seems to us for us is true.
The planet has no proper light,
And yet, when Venus is in view,
No primal star is half so bright.

The Third Booke Of Qvodlibets

© Robert Hayman

Kings doe correct those that Rebellious are,
And their good Subjects worthily preferre:
Iust Epigrams reproue those that offend,
And those that vertuous are, she doth commend.

In Egypt

© Virna Sheard

All day the wife of Pharaoh had paced the palace hall
Or the long white pillared court that was open to the sky;
A passion of wild restlessness ensnared her in its thrall
While she fought a fear within her--a thing that would not die.

Pelleas And Ettarre

© Alfred Tennyson

King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap
Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat
In hall at old Caerleon, the high doors
Were softly sundered, and through these a youth,
Pelleas, and the sweet smell of the fields
Past, and the sunshine came along with him.

The Voyage Of St. Brendan A.D. 545 - The Voyage

At length the long-expected morning came,
When from the opening arms of that wild bay,
Beneath the hill that bears my humble name,
Over the waves we took our untracked way;

from The Twelve

The lads have all gone to the wars
to serve in the Red Guard ~
to serve in the Red Guard ~
and risk their hot heads for the cause.

The Devil's Drive: An Unfinished Rhapsody

'I have a state-coach at Carlton House,
A chariot in Seymour Place;
But they're lent to two friends, who make me amends,
By driving my favourite pace:
And they handle their reins with such a grace,
I have something for both at the end of their race.

The "Kentucky"

(Battleship, launched March 24, 1898.)

I

The Auction Sale

© Henry Reed

And there was silence in the tent.
They gazed in silence; silently
The wind dropped down, no longer shook
The flapping sides and gaping holes.
And some moved back, and others went
Closer, to get a better look.