A Poem on Elijahs’Tran (Benjamin Colman Poems)
Coelo Musa beat.Hor. Carm. Lib. 4. Od. 8.—Nec meus audetRem tentare pudor, quam Vires serre recusent.Hor. Ep. 1. Lib. 2.I ...
Coelo Musa beat.Hor. Carm. Lib. 4. Od. 8.—Nec meus audetRem tentare pudor, quam Vires serre recusent.Hor. Ep. 1. Lib. 2.I ...
To Churchill's Sermons. The manuscript of this unfinished poem was found among the few papers Churchill left behind ...
IN EAR OF CLUNY WATER.I. BREAK, break, O heart! upon this stony shore Of Time, for not the most tormented ...
"The fierceness of man shall turn to Thy praise."HAIL, thoughtful wanderer, to these halls of Art,Here, let her bright conceptions ...
WIGLAF his name was, Weohstan's son,linden-thane loved, the lord of Scylfings,Aelfhere's kinsman. His king he now sawwith heat under helmet ...
NAY, Sister, nay,but say not so,For o'er my memory even nowThere comes, as if it were a dream,A train indeed ...
Dedication Poem on the reception of the annex tothe home for aged colored people, from the bequest ofMr. Edward T. ...
These be the fruits, O man who would out-loom The proudest Caesar of Rome's proudest story,When legion after legion marched ...
Twilight falls, hope flees the heart.Temples collapse, things fall apartas day departs.Poisons black, embers red,yellow rage - lights mist and ...
THE monument outlasting bronze Was promised well by bards of old; The lucid outline of their lay Its sweet precision ...
(_From a High Cliff_) Sweep unrest Out of my blood, Winds of the sea! Sweep the fog Out of my ...
When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom; When no fair dreams before ...
I caught rumours of some internal hearing then you appeared with tears squeezing your eyes, hands scrunched up like a ...
He ate and drank the precious Words -- His Spirit grew robust -- He knew no more that he was ...
On your birthday, today, there is time to reflect On the essence of our intimacy, From a beginning in the ...
NO labor-saving machine, Nor discovery have I made; Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy bequest ...
"Friends, Romans, Countrymen, and Lovers." Let such pure hate still underprop Our love, that we may be Each other's conscience, ...
I've made my Will. I don't believe In luxury and wealth; And to those loving ones who grieve My age ...
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend, And being ...
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend, And ...
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend, And ...
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