Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto XI (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD The Disincantation.ARGUMENT. Crispulus hic, nulli Nugarum Laude secundus, Cui Mens Lucis inops, Stulta Ruina Dom?s; ...
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD The Disincantation.ARGUMENT. Crispulus hic, nulli Nugarum Laude secundus, Cui Mens Lucis inops, Stulta Ruina Dom?s; ...
COM'ST thou with swift wing in thy strength, O Wind!Wilt thou not to my helpless age be kind?And lightly o'er ...
Patience, when heathen darkness veil'd the world,Was that high spirit of unbending pride,That dar'd to err, but was asham'd to ...
``Come and listen to my ditty.'' On that fam'd and ancient station Where to Thames the Medway runs, When in ...
AIR - "Der Pabst lebt," WIE gehts, my frendts-if you'll allow- I sings you rite afay shoost now Some dretful ...
YOUTH took one summer day his lyre, And idly struck each golden wire; Just as fancy bade him play Rose ...
We'll think on thee, when Spring's fresh galeBreathes softly o'er the violets' bed -We'll think on thee, when Autumn paleWaves ...
VILL'ST dou learn die Deutsche Sprache? Denn set it on your card, Dat all the nouns have shenders, Und de ...
I SAT once more within a tangl'd wood, Beside a quiet river, on whose breast A world of trees look'd ...
But once I saw her, with the auburn hairIn rich profusion, shading her pure cheek,A cheek of beauty, and so ...
If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep, The sky, if no longer dark tempests deform;When our perils are ...
FOUNDED ON A TRUE STORY. THROUGH dreary wilds forlorn I goWhen loud the storms of winter blow;On me they waste ...
Thirty-two years since, up against the sun, Seven shapes, thin atomies to lower sight, Labouringly leapt and gained thy gabled ...
THE LAMP of day, with-ill presaging glare, Dim, cloudy, sank beneath the western wave; Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the ...
NO Spartan tube, no Attic shell, No lyre Æolian I awake; 'Tis liberty's bold note I swell, Thy harp, Columbia, ...
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds ...
Inscribed to Colonel Banastre Tarleton] TRANSCENDENT VALOUR! godlike Pow'r! Lord of the dauntless breast, and stedfast mien! Who, rob'd in ...
Upon a lonely desart Beach Where the white foam was scatter'd, A little shed uprear'd its head Though lofty Barks ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
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