The Parsonage Improved (Henry James Pye Poems)
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
Lobbin Clout, Cuddy, CloddipoleLobbin Clout.Thy younglings, Cuddy, are but just awake,No thrustles shrill the bramble-bush forsakeNo chirping lark the welkin ...
Love wander'd out, one Summer's Day,'Till He, benighted, lost his Way:Then whither knowing not to go,Or where to lie, or ...
What is the task that to the muse belongs?What but to deck in her harmonious songsThe beauteous works of nature ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
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