The Art Of Preserving Health. Book IV (John Armstrong Poems)
THE PASSIONS.The choice of Aliment, the choice of Air,The use of Toil and all external things,Already sung; it now remains ...
THE PASSIONS.The choice of Aliment, the choice of Air,The use of Toil and all external things,Already sung; it now remains ...
While thus a mind humane, and wise, he shows,All-eloquent of truth his language flows.Youth, tho' depress'd, thro' all his form ...
You, who the sweets of rural life have known,Despise the ungrateful hurry of the town;In Windsor groves your easy hours ...
Argument:The man in the wilderness asked meHow many strawberries grow in the sea;And I answered him as I thought good,As ...
Agriculture.--The Sire of Gods himselfWill'd not that Tillage should be free from Toil.He first sollicited the restive MoldBy Art: and ...
These, as they change, Almighty Father, theseAre but the varied God. The rolling yearIs full of thee. Forth in the ...
ALTON.YOU see that man with the quick eyes and brow,Too ponderous almost for his slender frame,His dark locks tinged with ...
Scene I—Marriage of Sir R. Peel With Lady E. HaySee yonder gorgeous fane, its doors expand,Throng'd with the rank, wealth, ...
Come now unto the Forest, and enjoyThe loveliness of nature. Look abroadAnd note the tender beauty and reposeOf the magnificent, ...
NOW spring appears, with beauty crown'd,And all is light and life around,Why comes not Jane? When friendship calls,Why leaves she ...
COME , then, explore with me each winding glen,Far from the noisy haunts of busy men;Let us with stedfast eye ...
Come mourn with me for the land of Gosh, Oh, weep with me for the luckless GlugsOf the land of ...
I pray you this my song to takeNot scornfully, for Boyhood's sake;It is the last, until the dayWhen your kind ...
O THOU! who dwell'st in heav'n alone,Whose beams surround th' Omniscient's throne,'Tis by his just decrees denied,That thou with mortals ...
A CHAIN of hills in Asia seek,Where snow o'erspreads the summit's bleak, Throughout the live long year;While all the ...
CLAD in a fog, dim Evening draws around, Adieu, thou cold, short space, a winter's day;Now chilling damp o'erspreads the ...
I Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea, The Ship was still as she could be; Her sails ...
BLEST be thy song, sweet NIGHTINGALE, Lorn minstrel of the lonely vale ! Where oft I've heard thy dulcet strain ...
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