Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. – Canto III. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
AIR.Daughter of Paeon, queen of every joy,Hygeia; whose indulgent smile sustainsThe various race luxuriant nature pours,And on th' immortal essences ...
Clear is the sky, and temperate the air,That, scarcely stirring, wafts, with gentlest breath,The gossamer light glittering in the sun.And ...
By the old tavern door on the causey there layA hogshead of stingo just rolled from a dray,And there stood ...
Sir Ralph, a simple, rural Knight,Could just distinguish Wrong from Right;When he receiv'd a Quarter's Rent,And almost half in Taxes ...
Now summer is in flower and natures humIs never silent round her sultry bloomInsects as small as dust are never ...
Mr. Wren and his dear began early one year,-They were married, of course, on St. Valentine's day,-To build such a ...
Hans Carvel, impotent and old,Married a lass of London mould.Handsome? Enough; extremely gay;Loved music, company, and play:High flights she had, ...
Returning Janus now prepares,For Bec, a new supply of cares,Sent in a bag to Dr. Swift,Who thus displays the new-year's ...
COME , form we round a cheerful ringAnd broach the foaming ale,And let the merry maiden sing,The beldame tell her ...
I.WHAT shalt THOU know of Spring? A verdant crown Of young boughs waving o'er thy blooming head: White tufted Guelder-roses, ...
NEXT, to a graver tribe we turn our view,And yield the praise to worth and science due,But this with serious ...
Can you tell me where has hid her Pretty Maid July?I would swear one day ago She passed by,I would ...
Come all you young seamen, take heed now to me,A hard case old sailorman bred to the sea,As had sailed ...
Moses, man of God, surveys without pride the Land of Canaan .The Promised Land, where his tomb shall not lie. ...
Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling,The darling of our crew;No more he'll hear the tempest howling,For death has ...
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
O lonely heart so timid of approach, Like the shy tropic flower that shuts its lips To the faint touch ...
I will give you all my keys, You shall be my ch?telaine, You shall enter as you please, As you ...
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