The Progress Of A Divine: Satire (Richard Savage Poems)
All priests are not the same, be understood!Priests are, like other folks, some bad, some good.What's vice or virtue, sure ...
All priests are not the same, be understood!Priests are, like other folks, some bad, some good.What's vice or virtue, sure ...
An average man was Private Flynn, Good stuff for soldiering, no doubt;Troublesome when the drink was in, A quiet lad when it ...
THE queen in the lofty hall takes her place,The tapers around her are flaming;She speaks to the page: "With a ...
Abeauteous princess often mayLanguish in pleasure's season gay;The empty forms of haughty stateOft make life tedious to the great.It must ...
And my hands are laboring with play.Lo, I am cunningly masking labor with theVeil of gaming, letting youth be folliedIn ...
YOU say you envy in your calm retreatOur social Meetings;--'tis with joy we meet.In these our parties you are pleased ...
I I stood once where these rows of deep piazzas Frown on the harbor from their columned pride, ...
The Mighty Mother, and her son who brings The Smithfield muses to the ear of kings, I sing. Say you, ...
Ye who read in musty volumesPages worn of Backwoods Times,Of the red man and the white man,In the thrilling days ...
Keen was the blast, and bleak the morn, When Lucy took her way, To seek the wretch, whose perjur'd vows ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Mr. B---n---r---d goes to the Rooms. His Opinion of Gaming. ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Serious Reflections of Mr. B---n---r---d.--His Bill of Expences.-- The Distresses ...
I cannot hide from thee how much I fearThe whispers breathed by flatterers in thine earAgainst my faith: — but ...
Rise up, strong men of England; On outward journeys wend,To fight the fight of heroes, And chance what Fate may ...
The diggings were just in their glory when Alister Cameron came, With recommendations, he told me, from friends and a ...
THE queen in the lofty hall takes her place, The tapers around her are flaming; She speaks to the page: ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
So I said I am Ezra and the wind whipped my throat gaming for the sounds of my voice I ...
OUT in the wastes of the West countrie, Out where the white stars shine, Grim and silent as such men ...
You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory ...
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