To Sir Richard Fanshaw, Upon His Translation Of ‘Pastor Fido’ (John Denham Poems)
Such is our pride, our folly, or our fate,That few but such as cannot write, translate.But what in them is ...
Such is our pride, our folly, or our fate,That few but such as cannot write, translate.But what in them is ...
I have no fancy for that ancient cantThat makes us masters of our destinies,And not our lives, to hold or ...
'MY life is done, yet all remains,The breath has gone, the image not,The furious shapes once forged in heatLive on ...
I He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And blackcurrant, ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
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