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A FRAGMENT OF A TRAGEDY ACT I. SCENE I. Field of Battle. Alarum. Enter King STEPHEN, K… Stephen. If shame can on a soldie…
The Gothic looks solemn, The plain Doric column Supports an old Bishop and Crosie… The mouldering arch, Shaded o’er by a larch
Pensive they sit, and roll their l… Nibble their toast, and cool their… Or else forget the purpose of the… Forget their tea—forget their appe… See with cross’d arms they sit—ah!…
Standing aloof in giant ignorance, Of thee I hear and of the Cyclade… As one who sits ashore and longs p… To visit dolphin-coral in deep sea… So thou wast blind;—but then the v…
Blue! ‘Tis the life of heaven,—th… Of Cynthia,—the wide palace of th… The tent of Hesperus, and all his… The bosomer of clouds, gold, gray,… Blue! ’Tis the life of waters:—Oc…
Cat! who hast pass’d thy grand c… How many mice and rats hast in thy… Destroy’d? How many tit bits st… With those bright languid segments… Those velvet ears - but pr’ythee…
As from the darkening gloom a silv… Upsoars, and darts into the easter… On pinions that nought moves but p… So fled thy soul into the realms a… Regions of peace and everlasting l…
As Hermes once took to his feathe… When lulled Argus, baffled, swoon… So on a Delphic reed, my idle spr… So played, so charmed, so conquere… The dragon-world of all its hundre…
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Double lived in regions new? Yes, and those of heaven commune
FAME, like a wayward girl, will… To those who woo her with too slav… But makes surrender to some though… And dotes the more upon a heart at… She is a Gipsey,—will not speak t…
Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, Salamander, Zephyr, Dusketha, and… Salamander. Happy, happy glowing fire! Zephyr.
When they were come into Faery’s… They rang—no one at home—all gone… And dance and kiss and love as fae… For Faries be as human lovers tru… Amid the woods they were so lone a…
All gentle folks who owe a grudge To any living thing Open your ears and stay your t[r]u… Whilst I in dudgeon sing. The Gadfly he hath stung me sore—
BEFORE he went to feed with owl… Nebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream, Worse than an Hus’if’s when she t… Made a Naumachia for mice and rat… So scared, he sent for that 'Good…
Dear Reynolds, as last night I la… There came before my eyes that won… Of shapes, and shadows, and rememb… That every other minute vex and pl… Things all disjointed come from no…