Protestant Popery: Or, The Convocation – Canto IV (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
THE ARGUMENT.Ismeno conjures, but his charms are vain;Aladine will kill the Christians in his ire:Sophronia and Olindo would be slainTo ...
The Abbot on the threshold stood,And in his hand the holy rood:Then, cloaking hate with fiery zeal,Proud Lorn first answered ...
Beneath the burning eastern sky The Cross was raised at morn:The widowed Church to weep stood by, The world, to hate and ...
HAVING PROMISED TO WRITE A FEW LINES ON ANYGIVEN MOTTO, THE ABOVE WAS CHOSEN.I KNOW not what whim has your ...
MISER ! why countest thou thy treasure,Thy ill-got hoards of paltry gold ?--Feel'st thou a throb of secret pleasure,When Conscience ...
Meanwhile, within the heart of the dead sun, After that glory angelic had passed out, Long time reigned silence, night ...
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
IEnter these enchanted woods,You who dare.Nothing harms beneath the leavesMore than waves a swimmer cleaves.Toss your heart up with the ...
PROLOGUE. Woe! to the just occasion that compels My verse to satire, when my soul rebels; Must I, unskill'd her ...
Guy journeyes towards that sanctifyed groundWhereas the Jewes fayre citye sometime stood,Wherin our Saviours sacred head was crownd,And where for ...
``Come and listen to my ditty.'' On that fam'd and ancient station Where to Thames the Medway runs, When in ...
The stars were bright, the breeze was still,The cicada and the whippoorwill,Alone disturbed the scene;A streamlet down the dark ravine,Hasted ...
So tightly was Swanelil lacing her vest,That forth spouted milk, from each lily-white breast;That saw the Queen-mother, and thus she ...
Cry on! full well I know the voice,For often it hath called on me, Stirring my passions with the noise,As ...
Quick, fly to the covert, thou hunted of men!For the bloodhounds are baying o'er mountain and glen;The riders are mounted, ...
WHAT souls there be, what dark things hover-ingWithin my flesh I know not, yet they cryAlive although they voice my ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
SIC a reptile was Wat, sic a miscreant slave, That the worms ev'n d-d him when laid in his grave; ...
Lavender musk rose from the volume I was reading through, The college crest impressed in gold, tooled gold lettering on ...
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