Protestant Popery: Or, The Convocation – Canto I (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must proveThe early joys of youth and love,Whose names grim Fate (to whom 'twas given,When ...
From holy flower to holy flower Thou weavest thine unhallowed bower. The harmless dewdrops, beaded thin, Ripple along thy ropes of sin. Thy house ...
If gibbets, axes, confiscations, chains,And racks of subtle torture, if the painsOf shame, of fiery Hell's tempestuous wave,Seen through the ...
I was born in Belfast between the mountain and the gantriesTo the hooting of lost sirens and the clang of ...
The tsar our little father had grown old, very old. Now he could not even strangle a dove with his ...
A SCOTS PASTORAL INSCRIBED TO JOHN WILKES, ESQ. Nos patriam fugimus.--VIRGIL.When Cupid first instructs his darts to flyFrom the sly ...
I I stood once where these rows of deep piazzas Frown on the harbor from their columned pride, ...
I'll sing you a new ballad, and I'll warrant it first-rate,Of the days of that old gentleman who had that ...
414'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,That nearer, every Day,Kept narrowing its boiling WheelUntil the AgonyToyed coolly with the final ...
"ALIVE?"--And I leapt in my wonder, Was faint of my joyance, And grasses and grove shone in garments Of glory ...
There were only a few of them In all the earth Each one thought he was alone They sang, they ...
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch, That nearer, every Day, Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel Until the Agony Toyed ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must prove The early joys of youth and love, Whose names grim Fate (to whom ...
In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, The word of the earth in the ...
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