The Campaign, A Poem, To His Grace The Duke Of Marlborough (Joseph Addison Poems)
While crowds of princes your deserts proclaim,Proud in their number to enrol your name;While emperors to you commit their cause,And ...
While crowds of princes your deserts proclaim,Proud in their number to enrol your name;While emperors to you commit their cause,And ...
The manner of a Sinner's divorce from the Law in a work of Humiliation, and his Marriage to the Lord ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
Fain would my verse, Tyrconnel, boast thy name,Brownlow, at once my subject and my fame!Oh! could that spirit, which thy ...
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
THE ARGUMENT OF THE FIRST CANTOSir Hudibras his passing worth,The manner how he sallied forth;His arms and equipage are shown;His ...
How I succeed, you kindly ask;Yet set me on a grievous Task,When you oblige me to rehearse,The Censures past upon ...
HE was in Logick a great Critick,Profoundly skill'd in Analytick.He could distinguish, and divideA Hair 'twixt South and South-West side:On ...
Too long hath love engross'd Britannia's stage,And sunk to softness all our tragic rage:By that alone did empires fall or ...
Emporers and kings! in vain you striveYour torments to conceal—The age is come that shakes your thrones,Tramples in dust despotic ...
Among the numerous fools, by Fate design'd Oft to disturb, and oft divert, mankind, The reading coxcomb is of special ...
SIR OSMOND'S youth in camps was bred,And manly sports still pleas'd his age:Beneath his spear the wolf had bled;His arm ...
My loyal Muse would feign aspire to sing The Praises of our gracious King: But, ah! 'twould ill become his ...
And is it so? Look at creation round!See you how fair, how beautiful it is,How form'd to bless, how exquisite ...
"COMMANDING pow'r! whose hand with plastic art Bids the rude stone to grace and being start; Swell to the waving ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Emporers and kings! in vain you strive Your torments to conceal-- The age is come that shakes your thrones, Tramples ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Favour'd by Heav'n are those, ordain'd to taste The bliss supreme that kindles fancy's fire; Whose magic fingers sweep the ...
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