The Petition For An Absolute Retreat (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
GIVE me O indulgent Fate!Give me yet, before I Dye,A sweet, but absolute Retreat,'Mongst Paths so lost, and Trees so ...
GIVE me O indulgent Fate!Give me yet, before I Dye,A sweet, but absolute Retreat,'Mongst Paths so lost, and Trees so ...
Let not these thoughts torment you: I alas!In low ignoble poverty shall passMy wretched days, and unregarded lieBuried alive, in ...
'Tis morn.An individualistic cockProclaims the fact.The dissipated cat sneaks home forlorn.'Tis time to get up and act!'Tis eight o'clock!The stern ...
Bold Torres, the sailor, came and went,with his swarthy, storm-worn band,he saw Saavedra's Isle to north-to south a loom of ...
To finish what's begun, was my intent,My thoughts and my endeavours thereto bent;Essays I many made but still gave out,The ...
In outward actions to spend to much time,Is of stupidity too sure a sign;As long to exercise, and long to ...
Some lie in graves beside the crowded dead In village churchyards; others shell holes keep,Their bodies gaping, all their splendour ...
Elysium of shades this soul of mine,Shades silent, luminous, and wholly severedFrom this tempestuous age, these restless times,Their joys and ...
from late december onwards the day comes back but not till february do we see those glimpses that let us ...
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
I feel no small reluctance in venturing to give to the public a work of the character of that indicated ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
NO song nor dance I bring from yon great city, That queens it o'er our taste-the more's the pity: Tho' ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
When SUPERSTITION rul'd the land And Priestcraft shackled Reason, At GODSTOW dwelt a goodly band, Grey monks they were, and ...
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