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The Combat. By Etty

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

THEY fled,--for there was for the brave

Left only a dishonour'd grave.

The Prince and the Genie annihilated each other probably in essential health.
How could they have helped dying of it?
Together then they died.
But this Prince died in his palace at an ordinary age,
the Prince was the Genie, the Genie was the Prince.--
There is no sovereign music for our desire.

The Moralizer Corrected. A Tale

© William Cowper

A hermit (or if chance you hold

That title now too trite and old),

Praise Of Colonus (From "Oedipus At Colonus")

© Sophocles

STRANGER, thou art standing now

On Colonus' sparry brow;

Lines To A Friend Visiting America

© George Meredith

Now farewell to you! you are
One of my dearest, whom I trust:
Now follow you the Western star,
And cast the old world off as dust.

The Borough. Letter X: Clubs And Social Meetings

© George Crabbe

Next is the Club, where to their friends in town
Our country neighbours once a month come down;
We term it Free-and-Easy, and yet we
Find it no easy matter to be free:
E'en in our small assembly, friends among,
Are minds perverse, there's something will be

The Heart Of The Bruce

© William Edmondstoune Aytoun

It was upon an April morn,
While yet the frost lay hoar,
We heard Lord James's bugle-horn
Sound by the rocky shore.

Love And Death

© Giacomo Leopardi

Children of Fate, in the same breath

Created were they, Love and Death.

Watching Unto God In The Night Season (3)

© William Cowper

Night! how I love thy silent shades,
My spirits they compose;
The bliss of heaven my soul pervades,
In spite of all my woes.

Baucis And Philemon

© Jonathan Swift

IN ancient times, as story tells,
The saints would often leave their cells,
And stroll about, but hide their quality,
To try good people's hospitality.

Intaglio - Frank Denz

© Henry Kendall

Oh, women and men who have known the perils of weather and wave,
It is sad that my sweet ones are blown under sea without shelter of grave;
I sob like a child in the night, when the gale on the waters is loud
My darlings went down in my sight, with neither a coffin nor shroud.

Love At Sea

© John Reed

Wind smothers the snarling of the great ships,
And the serene gulls are stronger than turbines;
Mile upon mile the hiss of a stumbling wave breaks unbroken
Yet stronger is the power of your lips for my lips.

An Instance Of Dyspepsia

© Eli Siegel

I
There is a man of fifty-four years;
He has dyspepsia, it appears;
He chooses his food carefully,

The Church-Porch. Perirrhanterium

Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhance
Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,
Hearken unto a Vesper, who may chance
Ryme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure:
A verse may finde him who a sermon flies,
And turn delight into a sacrifice.

Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto I

But she, who well enough knew what
(Before he spoke) he would be at,
Pretended not to apprehend
The mystery of what he mean'd;.
And therefore wish'd him to expound
His dark expressions, less profound.

Sleep

O Sleep, thou kindest minister to man,
Silent distiller of the balm of rest,
How wonderful thy power, when naught else can,
To soothe the torn and sorrow-laden breast!

The Gathering of the Brown-Eyed

© Henry Lawson

THE BROWN EYES came from Asia, where all mystery is true,
Ere the masters of Soul Secrets dreamed of hazel, grey, and blue;
And the Brown Eyes came to Egypt, which is called the gypsies home,
And the Brown Eyes went from Egypt and Jerusalem to Rome.

The Columbiad: Book IV

© Joel Barlow

Yet must we mark, the bondage of the mind
Spreads deeper glooms, and subj ugates mankind;
The zealots fierce, whom local creeds enrage,
In holy feuds perpetual combat wage,
Support all crimes by full indulgence given,
Usurp the power and wield the sword of heaven,