An Ode – Humbly Inscribed To The Queen, On the Glorious Success of Her Majesty’s Arms (Matthew Prior Poems)
When great Augustus govern'd ancient Rome,And sent his conquering bands to foreign wars,Abroad when dreaded, and beloved at home,He saw ...
When great Augustus govern'd ancient Rome,And sent his conquering bands to foreign wars,Abroad when dreaded, and beloved at home,He saw ...
FAR in the west, where still the red man heldHis rights unrifled, dwelt an aged chief,With his young daughter. Joyous ...
1 Improvement extends it's domain; The Shepherds of Britain deplore That the Coulter has furrow'd each plain, And their calling is needful no more. "Enclosing ...
O thou who first uplifted in such darkSo clear a torch aloft, who first shed lightUpon the profitable ends of ...
O thou who first uplifted in such darkSo clear a torch aloft, who first shed lightUpon the profitable ends of ...
Shall for the Man of Ross thy Lyre be strung,And sleeps illustrious Thanet yet unsung?Since to distinguish Merit is thy ...
THE sun is on the crowded street,It kindles those old towers;Where England's noblest memories meet,Of old historic hours.Vast, shadowy, dark, ...
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
WHEN fallen man from Paradise was driven, Forth to a world of labour, death, and care; Still, of his native ...
O fils du Mincius, je te salue, ? toi Par qui le dieu des arts fut roi du peuple-roi! Et ...
The maid begins.-Where fam'd Coaspes lavesRich Elam's borders with his sacred waves,Along the fields their tents the shepherds spread,By them ...
A LA FRANCE France! ? belle contr?e, ? terre g?n?reuse, Que les dieux complaisants formaient pour ?tre heureuse, Tu ne ...
I.MY lay is ended! closed the circling year, From Spring's first dawn to Winter's darkling night; The moan of sorrow, ...
There was a sudden stir, Ages ago, on the Ӕgean Sea. With a loud cry, as of great agony, The ...
In Fanscomb Barn (who knows not Fanscomb Barn?) Seated between the sides of rising Hills, Whose airy Tops o'erlook the ...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,-The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:Your eyes smile peace. The pasture ...
What dawn-pulse at the heart of heaven, or lastIncarnate flower of culminating day,-What marshalled marvels on the skirts of May,Or ...
"She sees her image in the glass,- How fair a thing to gaze upon! She lingers while the ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, - The finger-points look through like rosy blooms: Your eyes smile ...
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
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