Mary Queen Of Scots, An Historical Poem (Margaretta Wedderburn Poems)
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
FAME, and honour, wealth, and friendship,All are objects of desire,Frequent sought with ceaseless trouble,All can ardent hopes inspire.Fame is but ...
Clumsy human admirationthat needs air and lips to say it!Clumsier than the shy wonderhumble beasts display, you blunderwholly in your ...
' All These I Will Give Thee'World plaudits!Glamour of the tinsel crowdIn adulation! Fame, the meator Fame,And Youth, still golden ...
RESENTMENT.Females there are of unsuspicious mind,Easy and soft and credulous and kind;Who, when offended for the twentieth time,Will hear the ...
Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhanceThy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,Hearken unto a Vesper, ...
LEAVE now our streets, and in yon plain beholdThose pleasant Seats for the reduced and old;A merchant's gift, whose wife ...
PROLOGUE. Woe! to the just occasion that compels My verse to satire, when my soul rebels; Must I, unskill'd her ...
WHO INSISTED ON THE AUTHOR'S WRITING A POEM, ONMEETING BY APPOINTMENT WITH HER AND THREEOTHER LADIES AT AN INN ON ...
A TALE. WHILE tyrants sit enthron'd in state,With trophies at their feet,And fawning courtiers round them wait,With adulation sweet!Informing them ...
1712 We count him wise,Timoleon, who in Syracuse laid down That gleaming bait of all men's eyes,And ...
Today I'm cruel, frenetic, demanding;I can not even tolerate the most bizarre books.Incredible! I've already smoked three packets of cigarettes ...
Oh, praise me now if you would pleaseMy soul with soothing flatteries.Praise with my living clay agrees. ...
WITH A SPRIG OF CRIMSON HEATH WHICH GREW ON THESUMMIT OF A MOUNTAIN. MUSE that lov'st the lonely mountain,Cliff abrupt, ...
From wealth, from honours, and from courts remov'd, I've kept the silent path my genius lov'd, And pitied those whom ...
When mid-autumn's moan shook the night-time, And sedges were horny, And summer's green wonderwork faltered On leaze and in lane, ...
Do I really love you? So let me guess, you'll think I'm easy prey if I say, okay I do ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
All the dull hollow clamor has died and what was contained, removed, reproved adulation or sentiment, left with the pungent ...
HOW they are provided for upon the earth, (appearing at intervals;) How dear and dreadful they are to the earth; ...
What I propose is not Marxism, which is not dead yet in the English department, Not maximalism, which was a ...
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