M’Fingal – Canto III (John Trumbull Poems)
Now warm with ministerial ire,Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire,And on his striding steps attendsHis desperate clan of Tory friends.When ...
Now warm with ministerial ire,Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire,And on his striding steps attendsHis desperate clan of Tory friends.When ...
The Fruits of the Believer's Marriage with Christ, particularly gospel-holiness and obedience to the Law as a rule.Sect. I.The sweet ...
On the second Anniversary of our arrival inBarbados.1.TWO years have fled on downy wings away,Since we together hail'd this western ...
1.WIDE o'er th' Atlantic wave the veil of night,Had spread its ample shade on Ocean's breast;The tropic moon, with full-orb'd ...
On a pebly shore, where forevermoreGently creeps a music laden wave —In the meadows green, which beyond are seen,Camps a ...
Press on ye band who nobly braveA world's unpitying scorn;Ye stand erect in virtue's cause,By virtue's strength upborne.Can scorn unfix ...
Again th' Almighty mounts his lofty Throne, And on his Right Hand sate th' Eternal Son. The Royal Writs were ...
What holy rites Mohammed's laws ordain,What various duties bind his faithful train,—What pious zeal his scatter'd tribes unitesIn fix'd observance ...
I. Speak, Muse, whom wilt thou sing? What mighty Man, what King, Upon the Stage what Hero wilt thou bring, ...
'Ere! 'Ave a 'eart! 'e sez. "Why, love a duck! A 'uman bein' ain't a choppin' block!There ain't no ...
I. Not the Pellaean Conquerour, To whose insatiate restless Mind The spacious Globe too narrow did appear; It made him ...
The conq'rin' 'ero! Me? Yes, I don't think. This mornin' when I catch the train fer 'ome,It's far more ...
Carm. Lib. . Ode . Paraphrased.I. Ah! dearest Friend, the Years are flying; They flie alass! they pass away (Like ...
HARK! where Joy's triumphant throngArdent pour the grateful song,To Heav'n's Almighty Lord!He view'd in scorn th' insulting host,Who madly threaten'd ...
DEAR MARY ! while youth's summer lasts,Come, taste life's pleasures in our bloom,Ere age, with its corroding blasts,Lay beauty's honours ...
SAMUEL, Chap. xvii. YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine, Inspire my song, and aid my high design. The ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
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