English, Scots, And Irishmen (John Mayne Poems)
ENGLISH, SCOTS, and IRISHMEN,All that are in VALOUR'S ken!Shield your KING: and flock agen Where his sacred Banners fly!Now's the day, ...
ENGLISH, SCOTS, and IRISHMEN,All that are in VALOUR'S ken!Shield your KING: and flock agen Where his sacred Banners fly!Now's the day, ...
Part 1.This Indian weed now wither'd quite,Though green at noon, cut down at nightShows thy decay;All flesh is hay.Thus think, ...
My Lord lay in a stable twice; First when his Godhead was, Plac'd in that homely edifice, Where the tame Oxe, and Asse, His ...
The Indian weed, withered quite,Green at noon, cut down at night,Shows thy decay; all flesh is hay,Thus thinke, then drinke ...
WHEN through the nations stalks contagion wild,We from them cautiously should steal away.E'en I have oft with ling'ring and delayShunn'd ...
, The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen, And old Saturnus, ...
The RECAPITULATION.And Pourtrait of a Heav'nly breathing Soul. Whoso delights to burn in holy Fire Of Virgin fair Theophila, Joy, ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
``Come and listen to my ditty.'' On that fam'd and ancient station Where to Thames the Medway runs, When in ...
THE sultry sun Burn'd hotter in December than the skies Of our far land in June; within a bower, Where ...
When blessed Marie wip'd her Saviour's feet,(Whose precepts she had trampled on before)And wore them for a jewell on her ...
WHEN through the nations stalks contagion wild, We from them cautiously should steal away. E'en I have oft with ling'ring ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel', Sends ane to heaven an' ten ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
They threw me from the gates: my matted hair Was dank with dungeon wetness; my spent frame O'erlaid with marish ...
He said, and pass'd with sad presaging heart To seek his spouse, his soul's far dearer part; At home he ...
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