Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
The Spirit is the Conscious Ear. We actually Hear When We inspect -- that's audible -- That is admitted -- ...
The Martyr Poets -- did not tell -- But wrought their Pang in syllable -- That when their mortal name ...
The Lightning playeth -- all the while -- But when He singeth -- then -- Ourselves are conscious He exist ...
Just Once! Oh least Request! Could Adamant refuse So small a Grace So scanty put, Such agonizing terms? Would not ...
Is it dead -- Find it -- Out of sound -- Out of sight -- "Happy"? Which is wiser -- ...
If any sink, assure that this, now standing -- Failed like Themselves -- and conscious that it rose -- Grew ...
Despair's advantage is achieved By suffering -- Despair -- To be assisted of Reverse One must Reverse have bore -- ...
Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend -- He doth not attest by Posture -- Nor Confirm ...
Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard! Was the Leopard -- bold? Deserts -- never rebuked her Satin -- Ethiop -- ...
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb -- A little trust -- a demijohn -- Can keep the ...
I am alive -- I guess -- The Branches on my Hand Are full of Morning Glory -- And at ...
To know just how He suffered -- would be dear -- To know if any Human eyes were near To ...
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of ...
When Hope but made Tranquillity be felt-- A Flight of Hopes for ever on the wing But made Tranquillity a ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
And art thou he, now "fallen on evil days," And changed indeed! Yet what do this sunk cheek, These thinner ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
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