In what distant deeps or skiesBurnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?What the hand dare seize the fire?And what shoulder and what artCould twist the sinews of thy heart?And, when th...
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.
He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.
When the stars threw down their spears,And water'd heaven with their tears:
Piping down the valleys wild Piping songs of pleasant glee On a cloud I saw a child. And he laughing said to me. Pipe a song about a Lamb; So I piped with merry chear, Piper pipe that song again— So I...
May God us keep
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe; I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with...
He who mocks the infant's faithShall be mock'd in age and death.He who shall teach the child to doubtThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.He who respects the infant's faithTriumphs over hell and deat...
And I watered it in fears,Night and morning with my tears;
A happy flyIf I liveOr if I die
The prince's robes and beggar's rags,Are toadstools on the miser's bags.A truth that's told with bad intent,Beats all the lies you can invent
SULLA PENA DI UN' ALTROPosso vedere la pena di un altroe non soffrire anch'io?Posso vedere la pena di un altroe non cercare gentile sollievo?Posso vedere una lacrima che cade e non sentire la mia part...
El mejor vino es el más viejo, la mejor agua es la más nueva.
Down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as the nether sky appeared beneath us, and we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: if you pleas...
And, father, how can I love you Or any of my brothers more?I love you like the little bird That picks up crumbs around the door.
A flower was offered to me, Such a flower as May never bore; But I said I've a pretty rose tree, And I passed the sweet flower o'er. Then I went to my pretty rose tree, To tend her by day and by night...
If a thing loves, it is infinite.
There is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which these two smiles meet. And there is a frown of hate, And there is a frown of disdain, And there is a f...
The sun descending in the west,The evening star does shine;The birds are silent in their nest.And I must seek for mine.The moon, like a flowerIn heaven's high bower,With silent delightSits and smiles...
THE LILY The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat'ning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.