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1. Sonnet 2 When forty winters shall Besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery, so […]...
2. The Phoenix and the Turtle LET the bird of loudest lay On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste […]...
3. Metaphysics This is the one and only firmament; therefore it is the absolute world. There is no other world. The circle […]...
4. Love’s Secret NEVER seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be; For the gentle wind doth move Silently, invisibly. […]...
5. Hymn At morn – at noon – at twilight dim- Maria! thou hast heard my hymn! In joy and woe – […]...
6. My Words My words escape me, As I escape them, To define me, As not refined, mimed release expressions, Of continuous thoughts […]...
7. An Acrostic Elizabeth it is in vain you say „Love not” – thou sayest it in so sweet a way: In vain […]...
8. Pile of Stone-henge! „Pile of Stone-henge! So proud to hint yet keep Thy secrets, thou that lov’st to Stand and hear The Plain […]...
9. San Miniato See, I have climbed the mountain side Up to this holy house of God, Where once that Angel-Painter trod Who […]...
10. She walks in Beauty SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that ‚s best of dark […]...
11. Habeas Corpus Habeas Corpus My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it […]...
12. „The balcony” Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire, Thou shalt recall the beauty of […]...
13. The everlasting Gospel To the Accuser who is The God of this World Truly, my Satan, thou art but a dunce And dost […]...
14. To A Skylark (eng.) Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In […]...
15. Sonnet 24 Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart; My body is […]...
16. Sonnet – To Science Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! &nbsp &nbsp Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes. Why preyest […]...
17. MY NOVEMBER GUEST My Sorrow, when she’s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; […]...
18. Ode to a Nightingale I My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied […]...
19. Do – PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY (1792-1822) To – I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden, Thou needest not fear mine; My spirit is […]...
20. Cradle Song Cradle Song I Lord Gabriel, wilt thou not rejoice When at last a little boy’s Cheek lies heavy as a […]...
21. Samuel Beckett „Cascando” 1 why not merely the despaired of occasion of wordshed is it not better abort than be barren the hours […]...
22. Tamerlane Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power […]...
23. The Sleeper At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from […]...
24. One word is too often profaned One word is too often profaned For me to profane it; One feeling too falsely disdained For thee to disdain […]...
25. On the Massacre of the Christians in Bulgaria Christ, dost Thou live indeed? or are Thy bones Still straitened in their rock-hewn sepulchre? And was Thy Rising only […]...
26. [ANG] The Well Dressed Man With A Beard After the final no there comes a yes And on that yes the future world depends. No was the night. […]...
27. *** Oh why was I born with a different face Why was I not born like the rest of my race […]...
28. Nie Było Drugiej Troi / No Second Troy Czemu mam ją potępiać za to, że dni moje Wypełniła cierpieniem i w czasie ostatnim Sposobiła lud prosty do gwałtu […]...
29. Song MY silks and fine array, My smiles and languish’d air, By Love are driven away; And mournful lean Despair Brings […]...
30. W Zmierzch / Into the Twilight Serce sterane, w przebrzmiałym czasie, Wyrwij się z sideł dobrego i złego, Zaśmiej się znowu wśród zmierzchu szarego, Westchnij znów, […]...