Maxioms by Robert Southey
She comes majestic with her swelling sails,
The gallant Ship: along her watery way,
Homeward she drives read more
She comes majestic with her swelling sails,
The gallant Ship: along her watery way,
Homeward she drives before the favouring gales;
Now flirting at their length the streamers play,
And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the read more
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams--the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
Midnight, and yet no eye
Through all the Imperial City closed in sleep.
Midnight, and yet no eye
Through all the Imperial City closed in sleep.
. . . make the abhorrent eye
Roll back and close.
. . . make the abhorrent eye
Roll back and close.
