Stella’s Birth-Day: A Great Bottle Of Wine, Long Buried, Being That Day Dug Up. 1722-3 (Jonathan Swift Poems)
Resolv'd my annual verse to pay,By duty bound, on Stella's day,Furnish'd with paper, pens, and ink,I gravely sat me down ...
Resolv'd my annual verse to pay,By duty bound, on Stella's day,Furnish'd with paper, pens, and ink,I gravely sat me down ...
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Who would have thought, there could have binSuch joy in tears, wept for our sin?Mine eyes have seen, my heart ...
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The woefull lamentation of Jane Shore, a goldsmith's wife in London, sometime king Edward IV. his concubine. To the tune ...
COM'ST thou with swift wing in thy strength, O Wind!Wilt thou not to my helpless age be kind?And lightly o'er ...
There was a slave, who, born to days unbless'd,Drew from his parent blood the hard decreeOf ceaseless and unwilling servitude.His ...
Being one day at my window all alone,So manie strange things happened me to see,As much it grieueth me to ...
A TALE. THE ship unmoor'd, the anchor weigh'd,Full tide the vessel laves;While busy hands the canvas spread,To wing her on ...
… To this great Hector said: "Be well assur'd, wife, all these things ...
The forward Youth that would appearMust now forsake his Muses dear,Nor in the Shadows singHis Numbers languishing.'Tis time to leave ...
We parted—thou wert borne afar,Through lands of loveliness to range,Thy guide and hope, that glorious star,Which knows no dark'ning shade ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
I rose up at the dawn of day-- `Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away! away! ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the ...
Come, my Ardelia, to this bowre, Where kindly mingling Souls a while, Let's innocently spend an houre, And at all ...
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