John Dryden Poems (27 Poems)
A Song For St. Cecilia’s Day, 1687 (John Dryden Poems)
Stanza 1 From harmony, from Heav’nly harmonyThis universal frame began.When Nature underneath a heapOf jarring atoms lay,And could not heave her head,The tuneful voice was heard from high,Arise ye more than dead.Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry,In order … Continue reading
Marriage A-La-Mode (John Dryden Poems)
Why should a foolish marriage vow,Which long ago was made,Oblige us to each other nowWhen passion is decay’d?We lov’d, and we lov’d, as long as we could,Till our love was lov’d out in us both:But our marriage is dead, when … Continue reading
Veni, Creator Spiritus (John Dryden Poem)
Creator Spirit, by whose aid The world’s foundations first were laid, Come, visit ev’ry pious mind; Come, pour thy joys on human kind; From sin, and sorrow set us free; And make thy temples worthy Thee. O, Source of uncreated … Continue reading
Song From Amphitryon (John Dryden Poem)
Air Iris I love, and hourly I die, But not for a lip, nor a languishing eye: She’s fickle and false, and there we agree, For I am as false and as fickle as she. We neither believe what either … Continue reading
Song To A Fair Young Lady Going Out Of Town In The Spring (John Dryden Poem)
Ask not the cause why sullen spring So long delays her flow’rs to bear; Why warbling birds forget to sing, And winter storms invert the year? Chloris is gone; and Fate provides To make it spring where she resides. Chloris … Continue reading
To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew (John Dryden Poem)
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck’d from Paradise, In spreading branches more sublimely rise, Rich with immortal green above the rest: Whether, adopted to some neighbouring star, Thou … Continue reading
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
‘Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip’s warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne; His valiant peers were placed around, Their brows with roses and with myrtles bound (So should … Continue reading
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. (Oliver Cromwell) Written After the Celebration of his Funeral 1 And now ’tis time; for their officious haste, Who would … Continue reading
Troilus And Cressida (John Dryden Poem)
Can life be a blessing, Or worth the possessing, Can life be a blessing if love were away? Ah no! though our love all night keep us waking, And though he torment us with cares all the day, Yet he … Continue reading
Your Hay It Is Mow’d, And Your Corn Is Reap’d (John Dryden Poems)
(Comus.) Your hay it is mow’d, and your corn is reap’d; Your barns will be full, and your hovels heap’d: Come, my boys, come; Come, my boys, come; And merrily roar out Harvest Home. (Chorus.) Come, my boys, come; Come, … Continue reading
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