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Há 5 dias · Each splendid shoulder, both those breasts of yours, That this were undone! Killing! Kill the world, So Luca lives again! ay, lives to sputter. His fulsome dotage on you yes, and feign. Surprise that I return at eve to sup, When all the morning I was loitering here. Bid me despatch my business and begone.
Há 3 dias · Songs From Pippa Passes. Day! Faster and more fast, O'er night 's brim, day boils at last: Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim. Where spurting and suppressed it lay, For not a froth-flake touched the rim. Of yonder gap in the solid gray. Of the eastern cloud, an hour away;
Há 4 dias · Robert Browning's Poetry Authors: Robert Browning Publisher: New York : Norton Published Date: 1979 Categories: Literary Criticism The Second Edition of this substantial collection of Browning's poetry again reprints the texts of the seventeen-volume "Fourth and complete edition" (Smith, Elder), of which all but the final volume were approved by Browning before his death.
Há 3 dias · Festus, Paracelsus. Festus. No change! The weary night is well-nigh spent, The lamp burns low, and through the casement-bars. Grey morning glimmers feebly: yet no change! Another night, and still no sigh has stirred. That fallen discoloured mouth, no pang relit. Those fixed eyes, quenched by the decaying body,
Há 4 dias · LibriVox volunteers bring you 8 recordings of Among The Rocks by Robert Browning. This was the Weekly Poetry project for May 12, 2024. ------. By his death in 1889 he was seen as a sage and philosopher-poet who had fed into Victorian social and political discourse. Societies for studying his work survived in Britain and the US into the 20th ...
Há 3 dias · Higgledy piggledy, packed we lie, Rats in a hamper, swine in a stye, Wasps in a bottle, frogs in a sieve, Worms in a carcase, fleas in a sleeve. Hist! square shoulders, settle your thumbs. And buzz for the bishop---here he comes. IV. Bow, wow, wow---a bone for the dog! I liken his Grace to an acorned hog.
Há 3 dias · No let me taste the whole of it fare like my peers. I. The heroes of old. J. Bear the brunt in a minute pay glad life's arrears. I. Of pain darkness and cold. J. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave.
