The Art Of Preserving Health. Book II (John Armstrong Poems)
DIET.Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo ...
DIET.Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo ...
Now come, and next hereafter apprehendWhat sorts, how vastly different in form,How varied in multitudinous shapes they are-These old beginnings ...
Season of darkness and contracted day, Inclement Winter, whose approaching foot Treads on the heel of Autumn, pause; nor strew With thy rude ...
Oh Fancy, hither bend thy flight,Hither steer thy car of light,Tho' its rainbow colours fleeEre they have shone a moment ...
Take Heavy, Soft, Cold, and Drye;Clense him, and to Calx grind him subtily:Dissolve him in Water of the Wood;If thou ...
New formed Adam of the reddish earth, Exilde from Eden, Paradice of pleasure By Gods decree cast down to woes ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
PART THE FIRST.IN THELMON'S breast contending passions rise, While, with resentment stung, he proudly flies; The harmonist divine, to madness ...
Voici venir les temps o? vibrant sur sa tigeChaque fleur s'?vapore ainsi qu'un encensoir;Les sons et les parfums tournent dans ...
1The sunset pierced through the tops of the treeswith yellow-crimson light.And this eternal melody sounded:"Embrace — I will begin ...
AH! what enchanting scenes the eye beholds,When Spring her tender buds unfolds,To meet the rising blush of morn,And smiling green ...
Can earthly commerce hush the music of the heart, and shut the doorof memory on a friend?—Miss Whittlesey.Ah, that our ...
The scout sat in the cactus shadeHe labored mightilyThat he did try to take a shitWas very plain to see. ...
About the Emperor's thumb revolving,Mouthed by Manchu's enamelled dragon;Upon the damasked barge, dissolvingWithin the deep Egyptian flagon;Downcast before the swine ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
I have questioned the loyalty of rivers in winter, their yearnings for oceans obstructed, indecisive meandering clogged by ice floes ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
IF thou be in a lonely place, If one hour's calm be thine, As Evening bends her placid face O'er ...
1. Old Man Old man, it's four flights up and for what? Your room is hardly bigger than your bed. ...
for every wind?'s emotionless blast brings shreds of feathers with their dance of loss rotating leaves of faded rainbow-trees and ...
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