XI: Epode (Ben Jonson Poems)
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state, Is vertue, and not Fate:Next, to that vertue, is to ...
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state, Is vertue, and not Fate:Next, to that vertue, is to ...
Not to know vice at all, and keep true state, Is virtue and not fate:Next to that virtue, is to ...
AND THE DEATH OF LORD NELSON. HIGH on a rock, whose craggy browO'erlooks the subject main below,Her throne Britannia rears;And ...
Soothing his Passions with a warb'ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch'd upon the Ground;Whilst all were mov'd, who their Attention ...
In order to perfect all readers the statements should he carved on rock walls, on cave walls, and on the ...
This trumpeter of nothingness, employedTo keep our reason dull and null and void.This man of wind and froth and flux ...
"Press'd by the Moon, mute arbitress of tides, While the loud equinox its power ...
LIGHT and short our Winter's sleeping,Dreaming still of sunny hours:In his bosom safely keepingGerms of beauty, folded flow'rs.At the touch ...
BEYOND the low marsh-meadows and the beach,Seen through the hoary trunks of windy pines,The long blue level of the ocean ...
My feeble Muse, that fain her best wouldWrite, at command of Frances Westwood,But feels her wits not in their best ...
I will put Chaos into fourteen lines And keep him there; and let him thence escape If he be lucky; ...
Clad in all their brightest green,This day verdant fields are seen;The tuneful birds begin their lay,To celebrate thy natal day.The ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand ...
Soothing his Passions with a warb'ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch'd upon the Ground; Whilst all were mov'd, who their ...
A Cap of Lead across the sky Was tight and surly drawn We could not find the mighty Face The ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
This trumpeter of nothingness, employed To keep our reason dull and null and void. This man of wind and froth ...
Press'd by the Moon, mute arbitress of tides, While the loud equinox its power combines, The sea no more its ...
White, pristine, unblemished They say it is not a color I love white mists, clouds Lingering on blue mountains. White, ...
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