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A Dialogue

© Robert Laurence Binyon

The Man.
O pitiless word! Yet slay me too:
Be kind, O Death! for my soul grew,
Watered and fed by gracious dew,
Till in one hour Love met with thee.
Now, the wide world is misery!

Baines Carew, Gentleman

© William Schwenck Gilbert

OF all the good attorneys who
Have placed their names upon the roll,
But few could equal BAINES CAREW
For tender-heartedness and soul.

The Lay of the Laborer

© Thomas Hood

A spade! a rake! a hoe!
A pickaxe, or a bill!
A hook to reap, or a scythe to mow,
A flail, or what ye will

Of The Nature Of Things: Book VI - Part 03 - Extraordinary And Paradoxical Telluric Phenomena

© Lucretius

In chief, men marvel nature renders not

Bigger and bigger the bulk of ocean, since

Otho The Great - Act II

© John Keats

SCENE I. An Ante-chamber in the Castle.

Enter LUDOLPH and SIGIFRED.

Oh, Great White Czar of Russia, who hid your face and ran,
Youve flung afar the grandest chance that ever came to man!
You might have been, and could have beenah, think it to your shame!
The Czar of all the Russias, in fact as well as name.

The Muses Threnodie: First Muse

© Henry Adamson

Of Mr George Ruthven the tears and mournings,
Amidst the giddie course of fortune's turnings,
Upon his dear friend's death, Mr John Gall,
Where his rare ornaments bear a part, and wretched Gabions all.

Cambyses And The Macrobian Bow

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

ONE morn, hard by a slumberous streamlet's wave,
The plane-trees stirless in the unbreathing calm,
And all the lush-red roses drooped in dream,
Lay King Cambyses, idle as a cloud

Winter Cares

© Kristijonas Donelaitis

"Of course, the fire consumes a lot of kindling wood,
When we warm up the house or cook a boiling pot.
Just think what kind of food we'd have to eat each day,
If there were no wood to burn and no helpful fire.
We'd have naught but sodden, sour swill to eat, like swine.

A Bridal Song

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

I.
The golden gates of Sleep unbar
Where Strength and Beauty, met together,
Kindle their image like a star

Aurora Leigh: Book Fifth

© Elizabeth Barrett Browning

"A flower, a flower," exclaimed
My German student,-his own eyes full-blown
Bent on her. He was twenty, certainly.

The Barren Fig-Tree

© John Newton

The church a garden is
In which believers stand,
Like ornamental trees
Planted by God's own hand:
His Spirit waters all their roots,
And every branch abounds with fruits.

The Preacher

© John Greenleaf Whittier

The impulse spread like the outward course
Of waters moved by a central force;
The tide of spiritual life rolled down
From inland mountains to seaboard town.

The Pastime of Pleasure: Of dysposycyon the II. parte of rethoryke - (til line 3950)

Of the merualyos argument bytwene Mars and fortune. Ca. xxvij.
3018 Besyde this toure of olde foundacyon
3019 There was a temple strongly edefyed
3020 To the hygh honoure and reputacyon