My dismal sister! Couldst thou know The wretched home thou keepest! Thy brother, drowned in daily ...
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out of her closet, and it being totally dark, had stolen so close to our beds, that she had got her...
And, with a shamed and crimson cheek, Moaned "This is harder than Bezique!" But when she asked him...
Phantasmagoria and Other Poems PHANTASMAGORIA CANTO I - The Trystyng ONE winter night, at half-pa...
Left him by no means at his ease. Once more he weltered in despair, With hands, through denser-mat...
The process scarcely hurts at all - Not more than when YOU're what you call 'Cut up' by a Review. ...
SIZE AND TEARS WHEN on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea-wave, And fall into a weeping f...
coming out in a sort of a hurry: - she was almost upon me before I saw her; so I gave a spring to o...
he had in his pocket, he placed them before him; and dipping his pen in his ink, and leaning his br...
- And does the Count de B-, said I, read Shakespeare? C'est un esprit fort, replied the bookseller....
Madame de V-'s coterie; - and she put off the epocha of deism for two years. I remember it was in ...
and blackened: reduce them to their proper size and hue, she overlooks them. - 'Tis true, said I, c...
manage his point as he could; - and, for mine, I walked directly into the house. The family consis...
and told me it was very superb, and that numbers of the first dukes and marquises and counts had ho...
quiet journey of the heart in pursuit of Nature, and those affections which arise out of her, which...