Alfred Poems - Poems about Alfred

KING ALFRED THE GREAT MODERN ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS King Alfred the Great (circa 849-899) was the first English king to be a notable scholar, poet and translator. Alfred has been credited with translating Latin works of Boethius into Old English (i.e., Anglo-Saxon English), although it is not known if he did the translations himself, assisted, or just...

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KING ALFRED THE GREAT MODERN ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS King Alfred the Great (c. 849-899), arguably the first great king of England, may have done more to lay the groundwork for English literacy and literature than any other English monarch. And he was quite the scholar himself, although there is no consensus that the following translations were...

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The other day, when I was walking by the sun-splashed sea, I was overcome by a fiery joy and a titillating glee, as, on silvery, green rocks not far from the yellow beach, I heard mermaids singing, each to each. And then they turned ~ and they sang to me! ...

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I said to my dog, "Let us go then, you and I, while pink, wispy clouds traverse the azure sky. Oh, do not bark, ‘What is it?’ Let's just go and make our visit to your favorite tree so you can whiz it. And then, we’ll go walk a little by the beach, to hear the mermaids singing, each...

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No, no, I tell you, no Do not go down there, Turn back from the door Step away from the stair I cannot tell you, I can't The secrets and the lies, Because... it's too... dreadful When a pretty thing dies Yes, she was a pretty thing But, should you see her now, All gone and gray and sunken O, I could not tell...

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English "Master of Suspense" director Alfred Hitchcock would appear in his own movies, a character with bulk! In "Psycho," one of his best movies from long ago, Hitchcock's cameo appearance was at the start of that show....

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Alfred and a church The first time I met Alfred was in New York, where he appeared on stage playing the sweetest of music. I was alone and frightened, lost in an odd world of colors Alfred, my father, followed me back to the ship, a night that had a yellow haze and light rain. For many years I didn’t see...

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Alfred Joyce Kilmer Tribute ''Trees'' via rehash VIDEO presentation: Alfred Joyce Kilmer, penned name, 'Joyce Kilmer,' was killed by a sniper's bullet in WWI at 31 years old, 20 July 30, 1918. Joyce held a beautiful view of life whereto, he wrote his poem 'Trees,' and as I, a wretched soul with worn eyes,...

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Alfred Hitchcock Filmed movies about folks which stalk. If you watch one, don't let your fears overpower You, or you'll never get into the shower! Hitchcock is known to have been very fond Of beautiful ladies whose hair was quite blond. Kim Novak and Grace Kelly Make men's brains turn to jelly, And, also, this filmgoer to respond! Ten times, I've watched every film...

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A poet is a musician The instrument he/she plays are words The heart of a musician is the essence of song So when Lord Alfred Tennyson defined Poetry as “the rhythmical creation of beauty” He felt, he heard, he composed the internal song Presenting sound and content In a style of it’s own Creating mood inspiring a view Painting a phrase a...

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The phone rang it was Alfred, the man most likely to be my father if he confessed the relationship he had with Olga, the dancer from Budapest. It was important to me to find a real father, because the one they said I had was a loser living in a place called Hillevog, in an old...

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Clairibel Mariana Timbuktu Lord Alfred Tennyson poet loved by my favorite poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge charge of the light brigade my husband’s favorite poem “theirs is not to reason why”...

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Alfred out fishing Alfred, the pianist, who insists he is not my father, And I went out fishing caught a few when I gutted one of them We discovered a ring that Alfred said he had given to my mother Olga In Ankara before the war. It was an expensive ring – Gold was cheap back then- and...

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Alfred and the wilderness Alfred, who with the greatest of ease tells, me he is not my father and Olga, he had a brief affair with In Belgrade, is not my mother we went for a walk across a green field. Alfred who is a musician and never ventures out in the landscape saw some grazing...

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