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/ page 50 of 131 /Don Juan: Canto The Third
© George Gordon Byron
The isles of Greece, the Isles of Greece!
Where burning Sappho loved and sung,
Where grew the arts of war and peace,
Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Eternal summer gilds them yet,
But all, except their sun, is set.
Stringy Bark and Green Hide
© Anonymous
I sing of a commodity, it's one that will not fail yer,
I mean the common oddity, the mainstay of Australia;
Gold it is a precious thing, for commerce it increases,
But stringy bark and green hide, can beat it all to pieces.
Stringy bark and green hide, that will never fail yer!
Stringy bark and green hide, the mainstay of Australia.
Reading 'Hamlet'
© Anna Akhmatova
And, as if in wrong occasion,
I said, "Thou," else...
And an easy smile of pleasure
Lit up dear face.
The Party
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
DEY had a gread big pahty down to Tom's de othah night;
Was I dah? You bet! I neveh in my life see sich a sight;
Against Women Unconstant
© Geoffrey Chaucer
Madame, for youre newefangelnesse,
Many a servant have ye put out of grace.
The Progress Of A Divine: Satire
© Richard Savage
All priests are not the same, be understood!
Priests are, like other folks, some bad, some good.
What's vice or virtue, sure admits no doubt;
Then, clergy, with church mission, or without;
When good, or bad, annex we to your name,
The greater honour, or the greater shame.
Ghazal
© Mirza Rafi Sauda
O my poor heart, dont flow out from
My eyes like blood, beware,
You will never be picked up again
From the ground, like useless tear.
Aux Deux Freres Trudaine
© André Marie de Chénier
Amis, couple chéri, coeurs formés pour le mien,
Je suis libre. Camille à mes yeux n'est plus rien.
Conclusion
© John Frederick Nims
legato con amore in un volume
ciò che per luniverso si squaderna . . .
Of The Nature Of Things: Book III - Part 03 - The Soul Is Mortal
© Lucretius
Now come: that thou mayst able be to know
That minds and the light souls of all that live
The Precipitate Cock And The Unappreciated Pearl
© Guy Wetmore Carryl
A rooster once pursued a worm
That lingered not to brave him,
The Brus Book I
© John Barbour
Storys to rede ar delatibill
Suppos that thai be nocht bot fabill,
Than suld storys that suthfast wer
Raschi In Prague
© Emma Lazarus
Raschi of Troyes, the Moon of Israel,
The authoritative Talmudist, returned
Poem 2 From Pierce Penilesse
© Thomas Nashe
Perusing yesternight with idle eyes,
The Fairy Singers stately tuned verse:
And viewing after Chap-mens wonted guise,
What strange contents the title did rehearse.
Aan 'n ou Boek
© Christian Frederik Louis Leipoldt
Op die solder, waar die rotte
Hulle neste het gebou,
Waar die vlermuise en motte
Elke aand kommissie hou,
Het ek jou gevinde, ou maat,
en jou maters lê daar nou.
The Bear-Story
© James Whitcomb Riley
THAT ALEX "IST MAKED UP HIS-OWN-SE'F"
W'y, wunst they wuz a Little Boy went out
The First Hymn Of Callimachus. To Jupiter
© Matthew Prior
While we to Jove select the holy victim
Whom apter shall we sing than Jove himself,