Alexandreis. (Anne Killigrew Poem)
I Sing the Man that never Equal knew, Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did subdue, Whose Conquests through the spacious ...
I Sing the Man that never Equal knew, Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did subdue, Whose Conquests through the spacious ...
Live, live with me, and thou shalt see The pleasures I'll prepare for thee: What sweets the country can afford ...
O thou, the wonder of all days! O paragon, and pearl of praise! O Virgin-martyr, ever blest Above the rest ...
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
[First published in Schiller's Horen, in connection with a friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two great ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
The pool vernal hiding in the new leaves behind the screen of the maples obscured from ready view Hiding, bashful ...
The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer's Day -- ...
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird -- reach it! Curve by Curve -- Sweep by Sweep -- ...
Me -- come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me -- hear! My foreign Ear The sounds of ...
Funny -- to be a Century -- And see the People -- going by -- I -- should die of ...
Come slowly -- Eden! Lips unused to Thee -- Bashful -- sip thy Jessamines -- As the fainting Bee -- ...
Have you got a Brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, ...
So bashful when I spied her! So pretty -- so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find -- ...
Mark how the bashful morn in vain Courts the amorous marigold, With sighing blasts and weeping rain, Yet she refuses ...
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A ...
Why do you always stand there shivering Between the white stream and the road? The people pass through the dust ...
He's blessed, who lives in peace, that's distant From the ignorant fobs with calls, Who can provide his every instance ...
After Li Po While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead I played at the front gate, pulling ...
We three are on the cedar-shadowed lawn; My friend being third. He who at love once laughed, Is in the ...
I would I had thrust my hands of flesh Into the disk-flowers bee-infested, Into the mirror-like core of fire Of ...
Lesbia hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth; Right and left its arrows fly, But ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
I know a seraph who has golden eyes, And hair of gold, and body like the snow. Here in the ...
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