The Bottle-Scrue (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
The Patten, Fan, and Petticoat,Three modern Themes of special Note,In parlous Rhimes immortal live,If Rhimes immortal Life can give;The Mouse--Trap ...
The Patten, Fan, and Petticoat,Three modern Themes of special Note,In parlous Rhimes immortal live,If Rhimes immortal Life can give;The Mouse--Trap ...
What Mortal man can with his Span mete out Eternity?Or fathom it by depth of Wit, or strength of Memory?The ...
Where tender love mens hearts did move unto a sympathy,And bearing part of others smart in their anxiety;Now such compassion ...
O hateful spell of Sin! when friends are nigh, To make stern Memory tell her tale unsought,And raise accusing shades of ...
Wish not, dear friends, my pain away - Wish me a wise and thankful heart,With GOD, in all my griefs, to ...
The Saints behold with courage bold, and thankful wonderment.To see all those that were their foes thus sent to punishment:Then ...
Rehearse to me ye sacred Sisters nine:The golden brood of great Apolloes wit,Those piteous plaints and sorrowful sad tine,Which late ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,Through contemplation of those goodly sights,And glorious images in heaven wrought,Whose wondrous ...
No charms she now can boast,--'tis true,But other charmers wither too:"And she is old,"--the fact I know,And old will other ...
WE had a sprightly nymph--in every townAre some such sprights, who wander up and down;She had her useful arts, and ...
Fie on these Lydian tunes which blunt our sprightsAnd turne our gallants to Hermaphrodites:Giue me a Doricke touch, whose Semphony,And ...
COME, let us dance and sing, While our spirits lightly wing; Youth's gay fantastic spring Wreathes the mystic bow'rs! Bend ...
NOt that thy Fair Hand Should lead me from my deep Dispaire, Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care, And ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
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 ...
LEt no lamenting cryes, nor dolefull teares, Be heard all night within nor yet without: Ne let false whispers breeding ...
SHE fell away in her first ages spring, Whil'st yet her leafe was greene, and fresh her rinde, And whil'st ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
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