Farewell to London (Alexander Pope Poems)
Dear, damn'd distracting town, farewell!Thy fools no more I'll tease:This year in peace, ye critics, dwell,Ye harlots, sleep at ease!Soft ...
Dear, damn'd distracting town, farewell!Thy fools no more I'll tease:This year in peace, ye critics, dwell,Ye harlots, sleep at ease!Soft ...
Again I see you, ah my queen,Of all my old loves that have been,The first love, and the tenderest;Do you ...
After volcanoes husht with snows,Up where the wide-winged condor goes,Great Aconcagua, husht and high,Sends down the ancient peace of the ...
No sounds are heard from Yarrow Vale, But summer sounds to-day;The Yarrow whispers forth his tale, And sweeps and glides ...
Above them savage peaks the mountains raise, Like those which once were charmed by the refrain Of Orpheus, when his ...
She stands full-throated and with careless pose,This woman of a weird and waning race,The tragic savage lurking in her face,Where ...
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
On the Mountains of the Prairie, On the great Red Pipe-stone Quarry, Gitche Manito, the mighty, He the Master of ...
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
One thousand more of our best and brightest our nation's treasure, spent in the streets, in the dust of that ...
1 HARK! some wild trumpeter-some strange musician, Hovering unseen in air, vibrates capricious tunes to-night. I hear thee, trumpeter-listening, alert, ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
A city clerk, but gently born and bred; His wife, an unknown artist's orphan child-- One babe was theirs, a ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
She stands full-throated and with careless pose, This woman of a weird and waning race, The tragic savage lurking in ...
Between the wave-ridge and the strand I let you forth in sight of land, Songs that with storm-crossed wings and ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land, Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows. In the great hour of destiny they ...
Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land, Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows. In the great hour of destiny they ...
He Lift up the veils that darken the delicate moon of thy glory and grace, Withhold not, O love, from ...
(Note: - Pocahontas is buried at Gravesend, England.) "Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in ...
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