The Famous Historie: Cap. XIV (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.The feild of Cree feirce Edwards praise beginnHe beats with fiftie fiftein hundreth foesThe thrid time Douglas doth his ...
The Argument.The feild of Cree feirce Edwards praise beginnHe beats with fiftie fiftein hundreth foesThe thrid time Douglas doth his ...
Erewhile of Death and human suffering Spoke we, and lingered, as in some dark wood The pilgrim lingers ere he dare approach The ...
Even while a starMight twinkle twice, or calm, retiring sea,Irresolute yet to leave, his moonlit kissShimmering repeat upon the impassive ...
I.Of chance or change O let not man complain,Else shall he never never cease to wail:For, from the imperial dome, ...
I.AGASSIZ Come Dicesti _egli ebbe?_ non viv' egli ancora? Non fiere gli occhi suoi lo dolce lome?IThe electric nerve, whose ...
The Argument.Both Armeis Ioyne in long and doubtful fightAnd threttie thousand in the ditches dieKing Edwards deids encurage eurie knightAnd ...
Thus I awaked and wroot what I hadde ydremed,And dighte me derely, and dide me to chirche,To here holly the ...
A Poem In Two BooksNow with meridian force the orb of dayPours on our throbbing heads his sultry ray;O'er the ...
The wind rests its cheek upon the ground and feels the cool dampAnd lifts its head with twigs and small ...
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
(1)Lying and stealing is the white man's game;For rights of God nor man he has no shame(A practice of his ...
The Legend Of The Pictured Rocks Of Lake Superior. OjibwayIn the measure of HiawathaOn the shore of Gitchee Gumee--Deep, mysterious, ...
Wherein,BY OCCASION OFThe Religious death of MistrisE L I Z A B E T H D R V R Y,the incommodities ...
The days how few, how short the yearsOf man's too rapid race!Each leaving, as it swiftly flies,A shorter in its ...
I.'TIS the middle watch of a summer's night -The earth is dark, but the heavens are bright;Nought is seen in ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
A Lay Sung at the Feast of Castor and Pollux on the Ides of Quintilis in the year of the ...
My fancies are fireflies, -Specks of living lighttwinkling in the dark.he voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless ...
In such timeAs it takes to turn a leaf, we are in heaven;Making our way among the wheeling worlds,Millions of ...
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sungBy one man's disobedience lost, now singRecovered Paradise to all mankind,By one man's firm ...
Our nextAdventure seems to promise fair, for be thereOne scene, in life whence evil may be ruledAbsent, 'tis sure pure ...
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
______ Campos, ubi Troja fuit.Virg.Where Kensington, high o'er the neighbouring landsMidst greens and sweets, a regal fabric, stands,And sees each ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
So the son of Menoetius was attending to the hurt of Eurypyluswithin the tent, but the Argives and Trojans still ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
DIET.Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo ...
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
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