Carmen Seculare. For the Year 1700. To The King (Matthew Prior Poems)
Thy elder Look, Great Janus, castInto the long Records of Ages past:Review the Years in fairest Action drestWith noted White, ...
Thy elder Look, Great Janus, castInto the long Records of Ages past:Review the Years in fairest Action drestWith noted White, ...
Hunger.See Famine.The Morning came, the Night, and Slumbers past,But still the furious Pangs of Hunger last:The cank'rous Rage still gnaws ...
Funerals.Mean time, the Trojan Troops with weeping Eyes,To dead Misenus pay his Obsequies.First, from the Ground a lofty Pile they ...
If heaven has into being deign'd to callThy light, O Liberty! to shine on all;Bright intellectual Sun! why does thy ...
Content.See Discontent.Let the rich Miser gather golden Gain,And live the large Possessor of the Plain:Whom Fears perpetual scare with neighb'ring ...
I. 1.Once more I join the Thespian choir,And taste the inspiring fount again:O parent of the Grecian lyre,Admit me to ...
Oh Thou! whose viewless form, slow-stealing Time!Has silent march'd o'er many a conquer'd year!Shall thy chill pow'r pervade the glowing ...
Thyrsis, a youth of the inspired train,Fair Sacharissa lov'd, but lov'd in vain;Like Phobus sung the no less amorous boy;Like ...
Youngest child of the late Capt. JOHN C. COMSTOCK, died at Hartford,February 11th, 1862, a fortnight after his father, aged ...
The Favours of Fortune I once hop'd to gain,And often invok'd her, but ever in vain.She despis'd my Addresses, which ...
COME , SESTOS and ABYDOS , aid my song;To you these elegiac strains belong.Your griefs with mine, ye wretched cities, ...
The jocund years with smiling plenty crown'd,In shining circles now advanc'd their round:Unbounded crops reward the reaper's toil,And rustick pleasures ...
Celestial Muse that on the blissful plainArt oft invok'd, to guide th' immortal strain;Inspir'd by thee, the first-born sons of ...
In vain, thou drowsy God! I thee invoke; For thou, who dost from fumes arise- ...
RETURN, blest years!--when not the jocund Spring,Luxuriant Summer, nor the amber hoursCalm Autumn gives, my heart invok'd to bringJoys, whose ...
At last, my old inveterate foe,No opposition shalt thou know.Since I by struggling, can obtainNothing, but encrease of pain,I will ...
FORSAKEN, desolate,Ah! where is he, The God Eternal, whom our fathers served?A God whose name his children vainly boast, ...
Thyrsis, a youth of the inspired train, Fair Sacharissa lov'd, but lov'd in vain; Like Phoebus sung the ...
At last, my old inveterate foe, No opposition shalt thou know. Since I by struggling, can obtain Nothing, but encrease ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
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