The Muses Threnodie: Second Muse (Henry Adamson Poems)
But this sad melancholick disquisition,Did not befit our jovial disposition,In these our days; therefore when we had mournedFor this good ...
But this sad melancholick disquisition,Did not befit our jovial disposition,In these our days; therefore when we had mournedFor this good ...
"Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,"How often must it love, how often hate,"How often hope, despair, resent, regret,"Conceal, ...
Love.See Lover. Venus.Great Love! thy Empire o'er the World extends!To thy soft Charms the whole Creation bends!On Hills, in Streams, ...
The spider spreads her webs, whether she beIn poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree;The silk-worm in the dark green ...
IPRELUDE Hear a word that Jesus spake Nineteen hundred years ago, Where the crimson lilies blow Round the blue Tiberian lake: There the bread of ...
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore ...
I.1IT was a fever, they tell me: to me 'twas a sleep and a waking;Yet not a sleep without dreams: ...
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
SCENE I.BRISTOWE.BIRTHA.Gentle Egwina, do notte preche me joie;I cannotte joie ynne anie thynge botte weere .Oh! yatte aughte schulde oure ...
And while he spoke there was a noise without;The curtains of the door were flung aside,And some with heavy feet ...
This craving 'tis that's Venus unto us:From this, engender all the lures of love,From this, O first hath into human ...
The sky was one unbroken pall of gray,Casting a gloom upon the restless sea,Dulling her sapphire splendour to a darkAnd ...
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
ADDRESSED TO MY YOUNGER BROTHER. THOU knowest, dear Florence, my sufferings of old, The struggles maintained with oppression for years, We shared them ...
WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne'er attain, We are the curst!--who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God ...
The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,Wear faint the morning purple on ...
Character of ZAMOR , a bard—His passion for ACILOE , daughter of the Cazique who rules the valley—The Peruvian tribe ...
Earth regained,And lone sea--shore where the great waves come inFrothed like a horse put to his heart--burst speed,Sobbing up--hill, note ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
That you're a beast, and turn'd to grass,Is no strange news, nor ever was;At least to me, who once you ...
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
'Twas on a lofty mountain's side Half up the verdant steep, A gen'rous Vicar wedded, died, And left his spouse to weep. And still ...
Wisdom's first progress is to take a viewWhat's decent or indecent, false or true.He's truly prudent who can separateHonest from ...
1O! Solitude, my sweetest choicePlaces devoted to the night,Remote from tumult, and from noise,How you my restless thoughts delight!O Heavens! ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
I Youth, when Fancie bare the sway, Within my peeuish braine:And Reasons lore by no meanes could My wanton will restraine:My gadding ...
Blest by the song! (a bard, though humble, cries),That moves by Pity's power th' infuriate breast;Lures Mercy beaming from her ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
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