Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book II. (John Gay Poems)
Of Walking the Streets by Day.Thus far the Muse has trac'd in useful laysThe proper implements for wintry ways;Has taught ...
Of Walking the Streets by Day.Thus far the Muse has trac'd in useful laysThe proper implements for wintry ways;Has taught ...
From the great sun light flows upon the earth; And every thing that lives this summer morn Looks joyous; all along the ...
DIET.Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo ...
The labours of the plough, the various toilsThat, still returning with the changeful year,Demand the husbandman's and cottar's care;The joys ...
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
When great Augustus govern'd ancient Rome,And sent his conquering bands to foreign wars,Abroad when dreaded, and beloved at home,He saw ...
While we to Jove select the holy victimWhom apter shall we sing than Jove himself,The god for ever great, for ...
Let the sun summon all his beams to hold Bright pageant in his court, the cloud-paved skyEarth trim her fields and ...
TRIUMPHANT arch! that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part,I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art:—Still seem, ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
BOOK IV.So did that youth choose Duty before Love:And so determination drove awayThe doubts that held him with ungainly checkWavering—for ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,Through contemplation of those goodly sights,And glorious images in heaven wrought,Whose wondrous ...
Over Sir John's hill,The hawk on fire hangs still;In a hoisted cloud, at drop of dusk, he pulls to his ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
Ah, stay thy treacherous hand, forbear to trace Those faultless forms of elegance and grace! Ah, cease to spread the ...
To the Priest, on Observing how most Men mistake their own Talents When beasts could speak (the learned say, They ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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