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 …
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we …
“O thou, whase lamentable face Appears to mourn my woefu’ case! My dying words attentive hear, An’ bear them to my Master dear. “Tell him, if e’er again he keep As muckle gear as buy a sheep— O, …
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky; The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Suavă zi, ce luminezi Nuntirea între lut şi nori, Te-o plânge roua …
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North, The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth; Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, The hills of the Highlands for ever I love. Mi-e inima-n munţi, în largile zări, În …
When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can sooth her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? Când fata faima şi-o întină Aflând (târziu!) că „ei” înşală, Ce leac …
Mary! I want a lyre with other strings, Such aid from Heaven as some have feign'd they drew, An eloquence scarce given to mortals, new And undebased by praise of meaner things; That ere through age or woe …
When Love with unconfinèd wings Hovers within my Gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, The Gods that wanton in the Air, …
Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. Să nu mă cerţi, iubito, rău Că – parcă dintr-un schit Răzleţ – eu …
How vainly men themselves amaze To win the palm, the oak, or bays, And their uncessant labours see Crown'd from some single herb or tree, Whose short and narrow-vergèd shade Does prudently their toils upbraid; While all the …
The thirstu earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but …
He is dead, the beautiful youth, The heart of honor, the tongue of truth, He, the life and light of us all, Whose voice was blithe as a bugle-call, Whom all eyes followed with one consent, The cheer …
To the memory of my beloved, MR. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE: AND what he hath left us. Întru memoria preadragului meu AUTOR Mr. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE şi tot ce ne-a lăsat el nouă To draw no envy (Shakespeare) on thy name, …
Go, Soul, the body’s guest, Upon a thankless arrant: Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Mergi, suflete, tu oaspe-al trupului, …
Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. Hai, vino-mi, fii iubirea mea, Şi-al nostru-i tot ce ne-o …
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener than we fancy it. Deodată odaia se făcu bogată, marea fereastră cu arcade Prăsea …
Ance mair I hail thee, thou gloomy December! Ance mair I hail thee wi' sorrow and care; Sad was the parting thou makes me remember- Parting wi' Nancy, oh, ne'er to meet mair! Fond lovers' parting is sweet, …
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