Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. – Canto III. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
An Epistle Yes, yes, my friend, I quit the fond pretence To cool reflection, and unbiass'd sense; Your hands have torn away the ...
I.Thrice hath the spring beheld thy faded fame Since I exulting grasp'd the tuneful shell: Eager through endless years to sound thy ...
It all comes back as the end draws near; All comes back like a tale of old! Shall I tell you all? ...
Frustra timet qui sperat nihil. Tush hang it haue at all (sayes Curio) Comes not deuze ace, asloone as six & three? Who would ...
The mighty spirit, and its power, which stainsThe bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries ...
I If I were in Japan today, In little Japan today, I'd watch the sampan-rowers ride On Yokohama ...
Wot's in a name? — she sez . . . An' then she sighs, An' clasps 'er little 'ands, an' ...
When I was broke in London in the fall of '89, I chanced to spy in Oxford Street this tantalizing ...
'Twas in the Crescent City not long ago befellThe tear-compelling incident I now propose to tell;So come, my sweet collector ...
Some folks I know, when friends drop inTo visit for awhile and chin,Just lead them round the rooms and hallsAnd ...
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