On the Ruins of a Country Inn (Philip Freneau Poem)
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
HE surely must be wrong who loving fears; And does not flee when beauty first appears. Ye FAIR, with charms ...
I went to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew ...
Muses, which sadly sit about my chair, Drown'd in the tears extorted by my lines, With heavy sighs whilst thus ...
NEAR to the silver Trent SIRENA dwelleth; She to whom Nature lent All that excelleth; By which the Muses late ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
The Sun -- just touched the Morning -- The Morning -- Happy thing -- Supposed that He had come to ...
Somehow myself survived the Night And entered with the Day -- That it be saved the Saved suffice Without the ...
Now I knew I lost her -- Not that she was gone -- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and ...
He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap -- And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding ...
In Kohln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang'd with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous ...
(Ezekiel, xxxvi. 25-28) The Lord proclaims His grace abroad! "Behold, I change your hearts of stone; Each shall renounce his ...
Lord, my soul with pleasure springs When Jesu's name I hear: And when God the Spirit brings The word of ...
In K?hln, a town of monks and bones, And pavements fang'd with murderous stones And rags, and hags, and hideous ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
GRACIE, thou art a man of worth, O be thou Dean for ever! May he be d-d to hell henceforth, ...
THIS 1 wot ye all whom it concerns, I, Rhymer Robin, alias Burns, October twenty-third, A ne'er-to-be-forgotten day, Sae far ...
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