Al Aaraf, by Edgar Allan Poe
I O! Nothing earthly save the ray
(Thrown ...
I O! Nothing earthly save the ray
(Thrown ...
An ancient song, reciting, ending,
Once gaz...
For his o'erarching and last lesson the greybea...
1 O take my hand Walt Whitman!
Such gliding ...
1 Weapon shapely, naked, wan,
Head from t...
When the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free
In ...
Χ α ί ρ ε τ &eps...
I know a country laced with roads,
They join ...
Go then to Italy; but mind
To leave the pale l...
Of air-born honey, gift of heaven, I now
Tak...
Like a long winding-sheet unrolled
Across the ...
Much have I labored, much read o'er
Of Arabic...
From the Shahnameh Now when Shirwi sat on the ...
At midnight, in his guarded tent,
The Turk ...
Descended of an ancient line,
That long the T...
Santa Anna came storming, as a storm might com...
I Your eyes are beautiful beggars,
Careless ...
Year 1291. Sad and lonely was Arghun Khan
For...