The Pine Forest of Ravenna, by Leigh Hunt
> A HEAVY spot the forest looks at first, To one grim shade condemned, and sandy thirst, Checkered with thorns, and thistles run to seed, Or »
> A HEAVY spot the forest looks at first, To one grim shade condemned, and sandy thirst, Checkered with thorns, and thistles run to seed, Or »
> A Memorable Fancy > An Angel came to me and said: ‘O pitiable, foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot, burning »
> [FOR WARREN WINSLOW, DEAD AT SEA] > Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of the air and the »
> Her refreshed attention to this gentleman had not those limits of which Catherine desired, for herself, to be conscious; it lasted long enough to enable »
> SEPTIMUS: (firmly) Back to Cleopatra. > THOMASINA: Is it Cleopatra? - I hate Cleopatra. > SEPTIMUS: You hate her? Why? > THOMASINA: Everything is turned »