The Doomed City

Lo ! Death hath rear'd himself a throne In a strange city, all alone, Far down within the dim west — And the good, and the bad, and the worst, and the best, Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines, and palaces, and...

The City in the Sea

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers...

Bridal Ballad

The ring is on my hand, ⁠And the wreath is on my brow; Satins and jewels grand Are all at my command, ⁠And I am happy now. And my lord he loves me well; ⁠But, when first he breathed his vow I felt my bosom swell— For...

Beloved Phycisian

The pulse beats ten and intermits; God nerve the soul that ne'er forgets In calm or storm, by night or day, Its steady toil, its loyalty. The pulse beats ten and intermits; God shield the soul that ne'er forgets. The pulse beats ten and intermits; God...

The Bells

I. ⁠Hear the sledges with the bells— ⁠Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! ⁠How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, ⁠In the icy air of night! ⁠While the stars that oversprinkle ⁠All the heavens, seem to twinkle ⁠With a crystalline delight; ⁠Keeping time, time, time, ⁠In a...

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago, ⁠In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know ⁠By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought ⁠Than to love and be loved...

Alone

From childhood's hour I have not been As others were — I have not seen As others saw — I could not bring My passions from a common spring — From the same source I have not taken My sorrow — I could not...

Al Aaraaf

PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where the day Springs from the gems of Circassy – O! nothing earthly save the thrill Of melody in woodland rill – Or (music of the passion-hearted) Joy's...

An Acrostic

Elizabeth it is in vain you say "Love not"—thou sayest it in so sweet a way: In vain those words from thee or L. E. L. Zantippe's talents had enforced so well: Ah! if that language from thy heart arise, Breathe it less gently...

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Μπουτάρης: «με ενοχλεί, όταν πάω σε δοξολογία να ακούω τον εθνικό...

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