Tag Archives: Folklore

Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. … Continue reading

Posted in Tennyson Alfred Lord | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

The Progress of Poesy: A Pindaric Ode by Thomas Gray

I.1. Awake, Æolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon’s harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the … Continue reading

Posted in Gray Thomas | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Ode on a Grecian Urn by John Keats

Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fring’d legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of … Continue reading

Posted in Keats John | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments