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  1. Há 1 dia · For love of her, and all in vain; So, she was come through wind and rain. Be sure I looked up at her eyes. Proud, very proud; at last I knew. Porphyria worshipped me; surprise. Made my heart swell, and still it grew. While I debated what to do. That moment she was mine, mine, fair, Perfectly pure and good: I found.

  2. 20 de mai. de 2024 · May And Death. I. I wish that when you died last May, Charles, there had died along with you. Three parts of spring 's delightful things; Ay, and, for me, the fourth part too. II. A foolish thought, and worse, perhaps! There must be many a pair of friends.

  3. Há 4 dias · Saul. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!''. Then I wished it, and did kiss his cheek. ``Shall our lip with the honey be bright, with the water be wet. ``And that, faint in his triumph, the monarch sinks back upon life. II. ``Yet now my heart leaps, O beloved!

  4. Há 3 dias · Marilyn Kolker : The years's at the spring is my favorite poem by Robert Browning. I am a retired teacher and I always put it on my bulletin board in April and May for Grades 3 and 4. The poem is simple and short and easy to remember - I love the way Browning rhymed dew-pearled and world.

  5. 20 de mai. de 2024 · That speck of white just on its marge. Is Pella; see, in the evening-glow, How sharp the silver spear-heads charge. When Alp meets heaven in snow! X. On our other side is the straight-up rock; And a path is kept 'twixt the gorge and it. By boulder-stones where lichens mock. The marks on a moth, and small ferns fit.

  6. Há 3 dias · While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both, Me the loving and you the loth, While the one eludes, must the other pursue. My life is a fault at last, I fear -. It seems too much like a fate, indeed! Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed -. But what if I fail of my purpose here?

  7. Há 5 dias · I. You know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our storming-day; With neck out-thrust, you fancy how, Legs wide, arms locked behind, As if

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