The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius : Book I. (James Beattie Poems)
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
I.He knew she did not love him; but so longAs rivals were unknown to him, he dweltAt ease, and did ...
AN ELEGIAC BALLAD.[The Expostulation.--Continued.--Fears ofPoverty.--Encouragement.--Baldwin's Song.--Deceitfulness of visionsindulgence.--Tormenting distressing Passions.--Comforts of a lowFortune.--Poverty in England contrasted with other Countries.--TheQuestion.... The ...
From that lone lake the sweetest of the chainThat links the mountain to the mighty main,Fresh from the rock and ...
O thou, my beauteous, ever tender Friend,Thou, on whom all my worldly Joys depend,Accept these Numbers; and with Pleasure hearUnstudy'd ...
Dramatis Personae: RHODON. Shepheard ACANTHUS a friend to Rhodon. Shepheard MARTAGON. Shepheard CYNOSBATUS a friend to Martag. Shepheard ANTHOPHOTUS. Shepheard ...
As a wise child excells the scept'red fool,Who of conceit and selfishness is full —As a good name exceeds the ...
When Butterflyes, and Prizes vaine I spye, In silke wormes labours clad, That a faire tincture had From silly wormes likewise: then presently, I ...
I'D have you use a wise philosophy,In this, as in all matters, whereuponJudgment may freely act; truth ever liesBetween extremes; ...
PART IIt is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
THE WIDOW'S TALE.To Farmer Moss, in Langar Vale, came down,His only daughter, from her school in town;A tender, timid maid! ...
Like a flood river whirled at rocky banks,An army issues out of wilderness,With battle plucking round its ragged flanks;Obstruction in ...
To BEVERLEY TUCKER, ESQUIRE, GREETING: Dear BEV. this greeting goes to you across the Atlantic brine, From the little room ...
O SUMMER! hither bend thy cheerful way,Our clime shall gladly hail thy sway;O! come in all thy flowery pride,With rural ...
'Tis true, I'have lov'd already three or four, And shall three or four hundred more; I'll ...
WE deem them moderate, but Enough implore, What barely will suffice, and ask no more: Who say, (O Jove) a ...
What a project to move a ten by ten heavy, dead weight heavy wooden shed from the middle of the ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
PART I It is an hour before the hour of dawn. Set in mine hand my staff and leave me ...
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