The Art Of Preserving Health. Book III (John Armstrong Poems)
EXERCISE.Thro' various toils th' adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and ...
EXERCISE.Thro' various toils th' adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and ...
It was in the pale garden of Zais; The mist-shrouded gardens of Zais, Where blossoms the white naphalot, The redolent herald ...
Part I."The wild winds bellow o'er my head,And spent eve's fading light;Where shall I find some friendly shedTo screen me ...
Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-mooned abysses of night, I have lived o'er my lives without number, ...
ICOOK was a captain of the AdmiraltyWhen sea-captains had the evil eye,Or should have, what with beating krakens offAnd casting ...
Wonder not Blount, whose magick HandLifts to the Clouds thy native Land,That in these busy, golden Times,Thy Ears are teaz'd ...
What was the shriek that struck Fancy's earAs it sate on the ruins of time that is past?Hark! it floats ...
(To N.L.)THERE were strange riders once, came gusting downCloaked in dark furs, with faces grave and sweet,And white as air. ...
'When a woman feels alone, when the roomis full of daemons," the Nootka tribeTells us, 'The Old Woman will be ...
A golden-winged Angel stoodBefore the Eternal Judgement-seat:His looks were wild, and Devils' bloodStained his dainty hands and feet.The Father and ...
PROLOGUE. Woe! to the just occasion that compels My verse to satire, when my soul rebels; Must I, unskill'd her ...
Lured by the wall, and drawn To stare below the roof, Where pigeons nest aloof From prowling cats and men, ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Farewell, ye coral caves, ye pearly sands, Ye waving woods that crown yon lofty steep; Farewell, ye Nereides of the ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
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