Vision Of Columbus – Book 8 (Joel Barlow Poems)
And now the Angel, from the trembling sight,Veil'd the wide world-when sudden shades of nightMove o'er the ethereal vault; the ...
And now the Angel, from the trembling sight,Veil'd the wide world-when sudden shades of nightMove o'er the ethereal vault; the ...
While crowds of princes your deserts proclaim,Proud in their number to enrol your name;While emperors to you commit their cause,And ...
Panic Fear.See Fear.Meanwhile the busy Messenger of Ill,Officious Fame, supplies new Terror still:A thousand Slaughters, and ten thousand FearsShe whispers ...
Exhortation.See Reproach.Ah! whither fly you? By yourselves, my Friends!And your brave Deeds; by King Evander's NameAnd Conquests gain'd in War: ...
Agriculture.--The Sire of Gods himselfWill'd not that Tillage should be free from Toil.He first sollicited the restive MoldBy Art: and ...
I never rested on the Muses bed,Nor dipt my Quill in the Thessalian Fountaine,My rustick Muse was rudely fostered,And flies ...
I sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage, Of stratagems wrought in the former age, Contagious vice, and in conclusion, ...
The jocund years with smiling plenty crown'd,In shining circles now advanc'd their round:Unbounded crops reward the reaper's toil,And rustick pleasures ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show, Of touch, or marble; nor canst boast a rowOf polish'd pillars, or ...
In Fanscomb Barn (who knows not Fanscomb Barn?) Seated between the sides of rising Hills, Whose airy Tops o'erlook the ...
Let now each Meade with flowers be depainted, Of sundry colours sweetest odours glowing:Roses yeeld foorth your smells so ...
Come my Celia, let us prove,While wee may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours, for'ever:He, at length, our ...
Fond woman, which wouldst have thy husband die, And yet complain'st of his great jealousy; If swol'n with poison, he ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
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