The Pleasaunce Of Maid Marian (Oscar Fay Adams Poems)
Argument:"Mary, Mary, quite contrary,How does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle shellsAnd fair maids all in a row."Isolt the White, ...
Argument:"Mary, Mary, quite contrary,How does your garden grow?Silver bells and cockle shellsAnd fair maids all in a row."Isolt the White, ...
Her of your name, whose fair inheritanceBethina was, and jointure Magdalo:An active faith so highly did advance,That she once knew, ...
Con mala Muger el remedioMucha Tierra por el medio.I have oft wondred why thou didst electThy Mistress of a stuff ...
I.Ah me! the little tyrant theefe!As once my heart was playing,He snatcht it up and flew away,Laughing at all my ...
Hearken O God unto a Wretches cryesWho low dejected at thy footstool lies.Let not the clamour of my heinous sinDrown ...
Methought I saw my late espoused SaintBrought to me like Alcestus from the grave,Who Jove's great Son to her glad ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhanceThy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,Hearken unto a Vesper, ...
The Association.ARGUMENT. Panduntur Coeli, juvat hinc invisere Div?m Atria, mortali non adeunda Pede: H?c, Animae pennis advecta Theophila, cernit Agmina ...
God prosper long our noble king,Our liffes and safetyes all;A woefull hunting once there didIn Chevy-Chace befall.To drive the deere ...
When London's fatal bills were blown abroadAnd few but Specters travel'd on the road,Not towns but men in the black ...
Deare friend, sit down, the tale is long and sad:And in my faintings I presume your loveWill more complie, then ...
The bairns i' their beds, worn oot wi' nae wark,Are sleepin, nor ever an eelid winkin;The auld fowk lie still ...
My forlorne muse that neuer trode the path That leades to top of hie Pierion mount,Nor neuer washt within the ...
. By night when others soundly slept And hath at once both ease and Rest, My waking eyes were open ...
MOST glorious Lord of Lyfe! that, on this day, Didst make Thy triumph over death and sin; And, having harrowd ...
MOst glorious Lord of lyfe that on this day, Didst make thy triumph ouer death and sin: and hauing harrowd ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused Saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Joves great Son to ...
Methought I saw my late espoused Saint Brought to me like Alcestus from the grave, Who Jove's great Son to ...
I Ere-while of Musick, and Ethereal mirth, Wherwith the stage of Ayr and Earth did ring, And joyous news of ...
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