The Pastoral, The Elegy, The Ode, And The Epigram (Nicholas Boileau Despreaux Poems)
As A fair nymph, when rising from her bed, With sparkling diamonds dresses not her head, But without gold, or pearl, or ...
As A fair nymph, when rising from her bed, With sparkling diamonds dresses not her head, But without gold, or pearl, or ...
Sparabella.The wailings of a maiden I recite,A maiden fair, that Sparabella hight.Such strains ne'er warble in the linnet's throat,Nor the ...
Supposed to be written by the VICTIM of an ill-placed AFFECTION."Enchanted grounds o'er which I vacant stray'd,In bow'rs of fragrance ...
(From _The Shepherd's Hunting_)Seest thou not, in clearest days,Oft thick fogs cloud Heaven's rays?And that vapours which do breatheFrom the ...
Tho' great Longinus claims thy aiding Hand,And hopes, thro' thee, t'instruct a barb'rous Land,Where vile Conceits the Pow'r of Wit ...
To God our strength sing loud, and clear,Sing loud to God our King,To Jacobs God, that all may hearLoud acclamations ...
Sweet Pet! such pets are far and few—A flow'ret balmed with spirit dew—With beauteous tints of heavenly hue—A lovely soul, ...
Rouse up thy self, my gentle Muse,Though now our green conceits be gray,And yet once more do not refuseTo take ...
Grace said in form, which sceptics must agree,When they are told that grace was said by me;The servants gone to ...
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
New light gives new directions, fortunes new, To fashion our endeavours that ensue. More harsh, at least more ...
Oh! hideous fiend, of form uncouth, With jaundic'd eye, and canker'd tooth, Fell Envy, why dost thou profane The labours ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
I. Leave, bashfull Muse, the too hot Latian Shore, To Albions temperate Clime sail or'e; Sing Learnings Tempe, where clear ...
I. I honour Nature, holding it unjustTo look with jealousy on her designs;With every passing year more fast she twinesAbout ...
His shoulder did I holdToo high that I, o'erbold Weak one, Should lean thereon.But He a little hathDeclined ...
The foaming stream from out the rock With thunder roar begins to rush,—The oak falls prostrate at ...
at lunch time blatant curses and veiled conceits devoured the four of us (Sukasah Syahdan)
The foaming stream from out the rock With thunder roar begins to rush,-- The oak falls prostrate at the shock, ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King, To Jacobs God, that all may ...
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