The pilgrimage to Mecca (George Canning Poems)
What holy rites Mohammed's laws ordain,What various duties bind his faithful train,—What pious zeal his scatter'd tribes unitesIn fix'd observance ...
What holy rites Mohammed's laws ordain,What various duties bind his faithful train,—What pious zeal his scatter'd tribes unitesIn fix'd observance ...
Coelo Musa beat.Hor. Carm. Lib. 4. Od. 8.—Nec meus audetRem tentare pudor, quam Vires serre recusent.Hor. Ep. 1. Lib. 2.I ...
I. Not the Pellaean Conquerour, To whose insatiate restless Mind The spacious Globe too narrow did appear; It made him ...
A TALE. WHILE tyrants sit enthron'd in state,With trophies at their feet,And fawning courtiers round them wait,With adulation sweet!Informing them ...
Jeanne d'Arc avait eu la joie de voir ࠃhalons quelques amis de son enfance. Une joie plus ineffable encore l'attendait ...
ION through the Libyan sand Rolls ever, mile on mile, League on long league, cleaving the rainless land, Fed ...
WHAT angel forms, attired in robes of light,Pour their effulgence on my raptur'd sight?Th' ethereal VIRTUES! lo! the radiant band!Appal'd, ...
AND THE DEATH OF LORD NELSON. HIGH on a rock, whose craggy browO'erlooks the subject main below,Her throne Britannia rears;And ...
BOOK I (excerpt) I sing the man who Judah's sceptre bore In that right hand which ...
"HOW many a day, in various hues array'd, Bright with gay sun-shine, or eclips'd with shade; How many an hour, ...
IN midst of sorrows, doubts, and fears,Of lamentations, sighs, and tears,When no bright beam of hope appears, Dear Lord, "Remember ...
O'ER the vast deep, what storms arise,And mighty billows bound,In seeming contest with the skies,Destruction dealing round!Yet mightier He who ...
High mid Alverna's awful steeps, Eternal shades, and silence dwell,Save, when the gale resounding sweeps, Sad straings are faintly heard ...
The second, with a brow serenely calm,And eye of inspiration, is the child,The favour'd child of Song, and o'er his ...
NOT to the terrible God, avenging, bright, Whose altars struck their roots in flame and blood, Not to ...
OH! Thou whose breath empoisons the sweet air,Whose heart is evil, and whose mind despair;Whose baleful tongue the fairest fame ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
TRUE hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow, And fair are the maids on the banks of the ...
O Thou bright jewel in my aim I strive To comprehend thee. Thine own words declare Wisdom is higher than ...
MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine, Your vent'rous Afric in her great design. Mneme, immortal pow'r, I trace thy spring: ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
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