Ode to Himself upon the Censure of his New Inn (Ben Jonson Poem)
Come, leave the loathed stage, And the more loathsome age; Where pride and impudence, in faction knit, Usurp the chair ...
Come, leave the loathed stage, And the more loathsome age; Where pride and impudence, in faction knit, Usurp the chair ...
CONDEMN'D to Hope's delusive mine, As on we toil from day to day, By sudden blasts or slow decline Our ...
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and ...
None others, only Christ in a position to condemn and yet he forgave each of our failing our hands on ...
Let the madman rant let him rave deny him a platform deny him the stage Allowing him to speak to ...
The only word for God the reason he came to earth walking as a man to give us eternal life ...
Choosing, not to punish to judge my actions to cast any, into the fiery pit instead choosing, to offer himself ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
If he from Heav'n that filch'd that living fire Condemn'd by Jove to endless torment be, I greatly marvel how ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Bible is an antique Volume -- Written by faded men At the suggestion of Holy Spectres -- Subjects -- ...
Were I not a patriot, which of course I am, I would explain just how the term remains a sticking ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
Holy Lord God! I love Thy truth, Nor dare Thy least commandment slight; Yet pierced by sin the serpent's tooth, ...
Obscurest night involv'd the sky, Th' Atlantic billows roar'd, When such a destin'd wretch as I, Wash'd headlong from on ...
Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. They were waiting for me when I thought that ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
Matron! the children of whose love, Each to his grave, in youth have passed, And now the mould is heaped ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
THE LAST time I came o'er the moor, And left Maria's dwelling, What throes, what tortures passing cure, Were in ...
FAREWELL, thou stream that winding flows Around Eliza's dwelling; O mem'ry! spare the cruel thoes Within my bosom swelling. Condemn'd ...
Of a Ministry pitiful, angry, mean, A gallant commander the victim is seen. For promptitude, vigour, success, does he stand ...
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