Hark! ah, the nightingale—The tawny-throated!Hark, from that moonlit cedar what a burst!What triumph! hark!—what...
Month: January 2024
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes,The Roman noble lay;He drove abroad, in furious...
A region desolate and wild.Black, chafing water: and afloat,And lonely as a truant childIn...
A wanderer is man from his birth.He was born in a shipOn the breast...
Strew on her roses, roses,And never a spray of yew!In quiet she reposes;Ah, would...
‘Twas August, and the fierce sun overheadSmote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green,And...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece,Long since, saw Byron’s struggle cease.But one such death...
And the first grey of morning fill’d the east,And the fog rose out of...
As the kindling glances,Queen-like and clear,Which the bright moon lancesFrom her tranquil sphereAt the...
Mist clogs the sunshine.Smoky dwarf housesHem me round everywhere;A vague dejectionWeighs down my soul....