Cymon And Iphigenia. From Boccace (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon's bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, ...
PREFACE.My early mistress, now my ancient Muse,That strong Circaean liquor cease t'infuse,Wherewith thou didst intoxicate my youth,Now stoop with disenchanted ...
1. E. LarionovaE. Larionova. Brunette. A colonel'sand a typist's daughter. Lookedat you like someone studying a clockface.She tried to help ...
To Alcimedon, on his Olympic Victory; Timosthenes, on his Nemean Victory; and Melesias, their Preceptor. ARGUMENT. Though this is called ...
ON a rocky peak once sat I early,Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving;Stretch'd out like a pall of greyish ...
A second crop of hay lies cutand turned. Five gleaming crowssearch and peck between the rows.They make a low, companionable ...
Savior and Regenerator!Thee alone, God we own,Father and Creator.Word Incarnate, we adore Thee!Hosts above, God of Love,Cast their crowns before ...
Bishop Potter, finding hotterPassions than there used to be,To the Gospel bids defiance,And appeals to modern scienceFor the remedy.Saint and ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
A tiny hut that seems to beFrom far away a swallows nestStands high upon a mountain steep;And nestles closely to ...
SWEET girl! affection's pleading voice attend,And hear the tender counsels of a friend;By friendship's pen impress'd, these lines receive,And tho' ...
I Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth street's dusk- Walked out of my home ...
How, to thy Sacred Memory, shall I bring (Worthy thy Fame) a grateful Offering? I, who by Toils of Sickness, ...
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi. "O C?sar, we who are ...
By the Laws of the Family Circle 'tis written in letters of brass That only a Colonel from Chatham can ...
The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you-- Then, it ...
ON a rocky peak once sat I early, Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving; Stretch'd out like a pall ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Her Mother's Epitaph Here lies A worthy matron of unspotted life, A loving mother and obedient wife, A friendly neighbor, ...
'Twas in scientific circles That the great Professor Brown Had a world-wide reputation As a writer of renown. He had ...
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