Robert Southey ( 10 of 21 )
. . . make the abhorrent eye
Roll back and close.
. . . make the abhorrent eye
Roll back and close.
All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing read more
All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.
Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
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Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
And woman's plighted faith.
The solitary Bee
Whose buzzing was the only sound of life,
Flew there on restless wing,
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The solitary Bee
Whose buzzing was the only sound of life,
Flew there on restless wing,
Seeking in vain one blossom where to fix.
Midnight, and yet no eye
Through all the Imperial City closed in sleep.
Midnight, and yet no eye
Through all the Imperial City closed in sleep.
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the read more
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
It is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
It is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
O Reader! hast thou ever stood to see
The Holly-tree?
The eye that contemplates it well perceives
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O Reader! hast thou ever stood to see
The Holly-tree?
The eye that contemplates it well perceives
Its glossy leaves
Ordered by an Intelligence so wise
As might confound the Atheist's sophistries.
