The Famous Historie: Cap. XVI (Patrick Gordon Poems)
The Argument.The English armie furth before their KingTo mater comes and all their foraigne aidDouglas returnd recounteth eurie thingDitchis t'intrap ...
The Argument.The English armie furth before their KingTo mater comes and all their foraigne aidDouglas returnd recounteth eurie thingDitchis t'intrap ...
Ye Britons of the South come forth,With all your brethren of the North,And hearken to a pastor's strains,Who'd lead you ...
Of old, when Scarron his companions invited, Each guest brought his dish, and the feast was united; If our landlord supplies us ...
HOW oft has sounded whip and wheel,How oft is buckled spur to heel,How many a steed in short relayStands harnessed ...
Kind to my frailties still, Eumenes, hear;Once more I try the patience of your ear.Not oft I sing: the happier ...
Millions have been and passed from view Benignity who never knew; No aspiration theirs, nor aim; Existence soulless as the clay From whence they ...
IN these our days of sentimentWhen youthful poets all lamentSome dear lost joy, some cruel maid;Old friendship changed and faith ...
IN royal Anna's golden days,Hard was the task to gain the bays:Hard was it then the hill to climb;Some broke ...
SIR, I your letter did peruse;So elegant the style you use,Abash'd, confounded I did museStruck with amaze;Great wit and learning ...
A lion sunk by time's decay,Too feeble grown to hunt his prey,Observed his fatal hour draw nigh:He drooped and laid ...
DEAR madam, with joy I read over your letter;Your kindness still tends to confirm me your debtor;But can't think of ...
THE DUMB ORATORS; OR THE BENEFIT OF SOCIETY.That all men would be cowards if they dare,Some men we know have ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
DEAR BEATRICE , with pleasure I read your kind letter;On the subject, methinks, there could scarce be a better:How vivid ...
NEXT, to a graver tribe we turn our view,And yield the praise to worth and science due,But this with serious ...
But in her Temple's last recess inclos'd, On Dulness' lap th' Anointed head repos'd. Him close she curtains round with ...
A's Aristides, or Gladstone the Good; B is Lord B., whom I'd crush if I could. C are Conservatives, full ...
SISTER.I am to write three lines, and youThree others that will rhyme.There—now I've done my task.BROTHER.Three stupid lines as e'er ...
These numbered cliffs and gnarls of masonry Outskeleton Time's central city, Rome; Whereof each arch, entablature, and dome Lies bare ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
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