The Garden (Nicholas Grimald Poems)
THE issue of great Jove, draw near, you Muses nine!Help us to praise the blissful plot of garden ground so ...
THE issue of great Jove, draw near, you Muses nine!Help us to praise the blissful plot of garden ground so ...
THE STAMP of Scotland is on his face, But he sailed to the South a lad,And he does not think of ...
I pray thee, leave, love me no more,Call home the heart you gave me!I but in vain that saint adoreTat ...
THE Branched Atomes Formes each Planted thing,The hooked points pull out, and makes them spring,The Atomes Round give Juice, the ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed ...
Ogrin the Hermit in old age set forth This tale to them that sought him in the extreme Ancient grey ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
It fell on a day I was happy,And the winds, the concave sky,The flowers and the beasts in the meadowSeemed ...
IWhen to his class the surgeon's skilful blade Reveals the mysteries of the inner man, So lost is science, brooding ...
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be ...
I pray thee leave, love me no more, Call home the heart you gave me. I but in vain that ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low ...
There are so many islands! As many islands as the stars at night on that branched tree from which meteors ...
I lie here thinking of you:- the stain of love is upon the world! Yellow, yellow, yellow it eats into ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
Though after Death, Thanks lessen into Praise, And Worthies be not crown'd with gold, but bayes; Shall we not thank? ...
The dog has shrunk between the brake and clutch. His shaking shakes a two-ton truck. From a God so furious, ...
The girl's far treble, muted to the heat, calls like a fainting bird across the fields to where her flock ...
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