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An Italian To Italy

© Richard Monckton Milnes

Along the coast of those bright seas,
Where sternly fought of old
The Pisan and the Genoese,
Into the evening gold

To May

© William Wordsworth

THOUGH many suns have risen and set

Since thou, blithe May, wert born,

A Poem On The Last Day - Book II

Now man awakes, and from his silent bed,
Where he has slept for ages, lifts his head;
Shakes off the slumber of ten thousand years,
And on the borders of new worlds appears.
Whate'er the bold, the rash adventure cost,
In wide Eternity I dare be lost.

Hero And Leander: The Second Sestiad

© Christopher Marlowe

By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,

Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.

Individuality.

© Sidney Lanier

Sail on, sail on, fair cousin Cloud:
Oh loiter hither from the sea.
Still-eyed and shadow-brow'd,
Steal off from yon far-drifting crowd,
And come and brood upon the marsh with me.

Tale III

© George Crabbe

bound;
In all that most confines them they confide,
Their slavery boast, and make their bonds their

The Tomb Of Laius

© Richard Monckton Milnes

Rises a tomb--like stony mass
Amid the bosky mountain--bases;
It seems no work of human care,
But many rocks split off from one:
Laius, the Theban king, lies there,--
His murderer dipus, his son.

The Somnambulist

© Madison Julius Cawein

Oaks and a water. By the water--eyes,

Ice-green and steadfast as cold stars; and hair

John Smith

© Eugene Field

To-day I strayed in Charing Cross as wretched as could be

With thinking of my home and friends across the tumbling sea;

The Stick-Together Families

© Edgar Albert Guest

The stick-together families are happier by far
Than the brothers and the sisters who take separate highways are.
The gladdest people living are the wholesome folks who make
A circle at the fireside that no power but death can break.
And the finest of conventions ever held beneath the sun
Are the little family gatherings when the busy day is done.

Dion [See Plutarch]

© William Wordsworth

Serene, and fitted to embrace,

Where'er he turned, a swan-like grace

The Ghost - Book IV

© Charles Churchill

Coxcombs, who vainly make pretence

To something of exalted sense

How The Fire Queen Crossed The Swamp

The flood was down in the Wilga swamps, three feet over the mud,
And the teamsters camped on the Wilga range and swore at the rising flood;
For one by one they had tried the trip, double and treble teams,
And one after one each desert-ship had dropped to her axle-beams;
So they thonged their leaders and pulled them round to the camp on the sandhill's crown,
And swore by the bond of a blood-red oath to wait till the floods went down.

Peruvian Tales: Aciloe, Tale V

Character of ZAMOR , a bard-His passion for ACILOE , daughter of the Cazique who rules the valley-The Peruvian tribe prepare to defend themselves-A battle-The PERUVIANS are vanquished-ACILOE'S father is made a prisoner, and ZAMOR is supposed to have fallen in the engagement-ALPHONSO becomes enamoured of ACILOE -Offers to marry her-She rejects him-In revenge he puts her father to the torture-She appears to consent, in order to save him-Meets ZAMOR in a wood-LAS CASAS joins them-Leads the two lovers to ALPHONSO , and obtains their freedom-ZAMOR conducts ACILOE and her father to Chili-A reflection on the influence of Poetry over the human mind.