Morte d'Arthur, by Alfred Tennyson
So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
Amo...
Rose Poems
Ode to Memory, by Alfred Tennyson
1 Thou who stealest fire,
From the fountain...
The Palace of Art, by Alfred Tennyson
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house
Wherei...
The Passing of Arthur, by Alfred Tennyson
That story which the bold Sir Bedivere,
First...
Pelleas and Ettarre, by Alfred Tennyson
King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap
L...
Recollections of the Arabian Nights, by Alfred Tennyson
When the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free
In ...
The Revenge: A Ballad of the Fleet, by Alfred Tennyson
At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville l...
The Revival, by Alfred Tennyson
1 A touch, a kiss! The charm was snapt.
The...
The Sisters, by Alfred Tennyson
We were two daughters of one race:
She was th...
The Talking Oak, by Alfred Tennyson
Once more the gate behind me falls;
Once more...
To J. S., by Alfred Tennyson
The wind, that beats the mountain, blows
Mor...
The Two Voices, by Alfred Tennyson
A still small voice spake unto me,
"Thou art ...
The Vision of Sin, by Alfred Tennyson
1 I had a vision when the night was late:
A...
The Days of Spring, by Hafez
The days of Spring are here! The eglantine,
T...
Ode II, by Hafez
From the Divan The bird of gardens sang unto t...
Ode IV, by Hafez
From the Divan Sleep on thine eyes, bright as...
Ode VIII, by Hafez
From the Divan The rose has flushed red, the ...
Ode XIV, by Hafez
The nightingale with drops of his heart's blood...
Ode XVI, by Hafez
From the Divan What is wrought in the forge of...
Ode XIX, by Hafez
From the Divan What drunkenness is this that b...
Ode XXII, by Hafez
From the Divan The rose is not fair without th...
Ode XXIII, by Hafez
From the Divan My lady, that did change this ...
Ode XXV, by Hafez
From the Divan The days of absence and the bit...
Ode XXVII, by Hafez
My friend has fled! Alas, my friend has fled, ...
Ode XXIX, by Hafez
From the Divan From Canaan Joseph shall return...