Cymon And Iphigenia. From Boccace (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
In days of old, when Arthur filled the throne,Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown,The king of elves, ...
Dedicated to the Memory of the Late Countess of Abingdon.As when some great and gracious monarch dies,Soft whispers first and ...
Now with a general peace the world was blest,While ours, a world divided from the rest,A dreadful quiet felt, and ...
My Lord,While flattering crowds officiously appearTo give themselves, not you, an happy year,And by the greatness of their presents proveHow ...
A parish-priest was of the pilgrim-train;An awful, reverend, and religious man.His eyes diffused a venerable grace,And charity itself was in ...
When lawless men their neighbours dispossess,The tenants they extirpate or oppress,And make rude havoc in the fruitful soil,Which the right ...
FROM harmony, from heavenly harmony,This universal frame began:When nature underneath a heapOf jarring atoms lay,And could not heave her head,The ...
To say this comedy pleased long ago,Is not enough to make it pass you now.Yet, gentlemen, your ancestors had wit,When ...
Poets, your subjects have their parts assign'dTo unbend, and to divert their sovereign's mind:When tired with following nature, you think ...
The unhappy man, who once has trailed a pen,Lives not to please himself, but other men;Is always drudging, wastes his ...
Ladies! (I hope there's none behind to hear)I long to whisper something in your ear:A secret, which does much my ...
Thus you the sad catastrophe have seen,Occasioned by a mistress and a queen.Queen Eleanor the proud was French, they say;But ...
Heaven save ye, gallants, and this hopeful age!Y' are welcome to the downfall of the stage.The fools have laboured long ...
When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat;Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit;Trust on, and think to-morrow will ...
Men are but children of a larger growth;Our appetites are apt to change as theirs,And full as craving too, and ...
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