To The Right Hon. Mr. Dodington (Edward Young Poems)
Long, Dodington, in debt, I long have sought To ease the burden of my graceful thought: And now a ...
Long, Dodington, in debt, I long have sought To ease the burden of my graceful thought: And now a ...
Ire per Ignes,Et gladios ausim. Neque ad hoc tamen ignibus ullis,Aut gladiis opus est; opus est mihi Crine. —Ovid. Met. ...
No Cautions of a Matron, Old and Sage, Young Rattlehead to Prudence cou'd engage; But forth the Offspring of her ...
Come away with me, Tom,Term and talk are done;My poor lads are reaping,Busy every one.Curates mind the parish,Sweepers mind the ...
WHY, let is run! who bids it stay? Let us the while be merry; Time there in water creeps away, ...
Courage, dear Moll, and drive away despair. Mopsa, who in her youth was scarce thought fair, In spite of age, ...
Oh love! that stronger art than Wine,Pleasing Delusion, Witchery divine,Wont to be priz'd above all Wealth,Disease that has more Joys ...
Here! You sons of the menWho fought with Washington at Valley Forge,And whipped Black Hawk at Starved Rock,Arise! Do battle ...
Oh love! that stronger art than Wine,Pleasing Delusion, Witchery divine,Wont to be priz'd above all Wealth,Disease that has more Joys ...
I had no thought of violets of late,The wild, shy kind that spring beneath your feetIn wistful April days, when ...
PART I Queen Hilda rode along the lines, And she was young and fair; And forward on her shoulders fell ...
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
Here! You sons of the men Who fought with Washington at Valley Forge, And whipped Black Hawk at Starved Rock, ...
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