The Authors: A Satire (Richard Savage Poems)
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,And ...
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,And ...
O, go not by Dunorloch's wallsWhen the moon is in the wane,And cross not o'er Dunorloch's bridge,The farther bank to ...
CAME in my full youth to the midnight cavenerves ringing; and this thing I did alone.Wanting my fulness and not ...
In the Midnight heaven's burning Through the ethereal deeps afar Once I watch'd with restless yearning An alluring aureate star; ...
Nought is but beauty weareth, near and far, Under the pale, blue sky and lonely star. This is that quick hour when ...
I sought the extremes, both of griefAnd of a short name written on many windows.I closed the rotted shutters of ...
These are my thoughts you are expressingwith such confidence, yet inexactly-thank goodness for that!I myself never trumpeted them with such ...
Heaven and earth brought forth this rocky massits face cut by a deep crevassecrack's dark mouth shagged with mosspines rocking ...
I am holding up a mirrorto look at life; in my hand-glassI see a strange, hushed street below meWhere people ...
"Standing between the sun and moon preservesA certain secrecy. Or seems to keepSomething inviolate if only thatHis father was an ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
First there is the wind but not like the familiar wind but long and without lapses or falling away or ...
If thou art tempted by a thought of ill,Crave not too soon for victory, nor deemThou art a coward if ...
there are eyes that refuse to exist in the fresh air - they are invented by the lies of paint ...
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
A PICTURE AT FANO. I. Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave That child, when thou hast done with ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
It was taken some time ago. At first it seems to be a smeared print: blurred lines and grey flecks ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
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