Dream Called Life, The (by: Edward Fitzgerald (1809 - 1883)) A dream it was in which I found myself. And you that hail me now, then hailed me king, In a brave palace that was all my own, Within, and all without it, mine; until, Drunk with excess of majesty and pride, continue reading
Meadows In Spring, The (by: Edward Fitzgerald (1809 - 1883)) 'Tis a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, oh! sighing. continue reading
