I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I gallop’d, Dirck gallop’d, we gallop’d all three; “Good speed !” cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; “Speed!” echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the …
All night fell hammers, shock on shock; With echoes Newgate's granite clang'd: The scaffold built, at eight o'clock They brought the man out to be hang'd. Then came from all the people there A single cry, that shook …
With honeysuckle, over-sweet, festoon'd; With bitter ivy bound; Terraced with funguses unsound; Deform'd with many a boss And closed scar, o'ercushion'd deep with moss; Bunch'd all about with pagan mistletoe; And thick with nests of the hoarse bird …
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf, this her bed; She plucked that piece of geranium-flower, Beginning to die too, in the glass; Little has yet been changed, …
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!Ea doarme-aici, în pace; Ah! de-aş dormi şi eu! Nu tisa, roza-i place – Aduceţi-i mereu...Her mirth the …
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to Victorie! Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power- …
There was an Old Man with a flute, A serpent ran into his boot; But he played day and night, Till the serpent took flight, And avoided that man with a flute. Era un bătrân c-un fluier; Un …
Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask—Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven …
Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before, Love, ---Only sleep! Să-ncetăm, iubite, cearta, Plânsul n-are rost: Dormi! Şi toate au să fie Cum au fost!
Oh, England is a pleasant place for them that ’s rich and high; But England is a cruel place for such poor folks as I; And such a port for mariners I ne’er shall see again, As the …
Thou comest! all is said without a word. I sit beneath thy looks as children do In the noon-sun, with souls that tremble through Their happy eyelids from an unaverred Yet prodigal inward joy. Behold, I erred In …
I The Nutcrackers sate by a plate on the table, The Sugar-tongs sate by a plate at his side; And the Nutcrackers said, 'Don't you wish we were able 'Along the blue hills and green meadows to ride? …
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath …
The Devil return'd to hell by two, And he stay'd at home till five; When he dined on some homicides done in ragoût, And a rebel or so in an Irish stew, And sausages made of a self-slain …
How pleasant the banks of the clear winding Devon, With green spreading bushes and flow'rs blooming fair! But the boniest flow'r on the banks of the Devon Was once a sweet bud on the braes of the Ayr. …
I O my agéd Uncle Arly! – Sitting on a heap of Barley All the silent hours of night, – Close beside a leafy thicket: – On his nose there was a Cricket, – In his hat a …
Who, or why, or which, or what, Is the Akond of Swat? Cine, de ce, care sau ce ar Putea fi Akond din SKAR? Is he tall or short, or dark or fair? Does he sit on a …
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Slavă, duh șăgalnic (Pasăre nu ești!) Ce, din cer, năvalnic Inima-ți goleşti În …
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden; Thou needest not fear mine; My spirit is too deeply laden Ever to burthen thine.De-al tău sărut mi-e teamă, fată, Să nu te temi de-al meu. Povară n-am să-ţi fiu vreodată: Mi-e …
I think of thee!—my thoughts do twine and bud About thee, as wild vines, about a tree, Put out broad leaves, and soon there 's nought to see Except the straggling green which hides the wood. Yet, O …
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