The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius : Book I. (James Beattie Poems)
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurledDeath, fate, and ruin, on a bleeding world.See! on yon heath what countless victims ...
What sayst thou, traveller, of all thou saw'st afar? On every tree hangs boredom, ripening to its fall,Didst gather it, thou ...
I.1"I HAVE no heart and no time to go forth to the world, there to choose meOne who may be ...
THIS is the place--I pray thee, friend,Leave me alone with that dread grief,Whose raven wings o'erarch the grave,Closed on a ...
Emblem of blasted hope and lost desire, No finger ever traced thy yellow page Save Time's. Thou hast not wrought to noble ...
RESENTMENT.Females there are of unsuspicious mind,Easy and soft and credulous and kind;Who, when offended for the twentieth time,Will hear the ...
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
All the comforts of life in a Tavern are known,'Tis his home who possesses not one of his own;And to ...
WHEN PHOEBUS tints the breezy lawn,AMANTOR hails the lovely dawn;That dawn, which sees him free again,Gay bounding o'er ...
Kanagaroo, Kangaroo! Thou Spirit of Australia, That redeems from utter failure, From perfect desolation, And warrants the creation Of this ...
HERE is my hand to you, brother,You of the ruck who have failedI, too, am only anotherFighter who faltered and ...
What an exceeding rest 'twill beWhen I can leave off being Me!To think of it! - at last be ridOf ...
He took a quick puff as he walked along headphones on, a quick puff not really breathing in for affect ...
The pastor knitted imagery that didn't go quite together that were a bit incongruous, a bit distinct images of the ...
Amid the name of triumph Of love, of caring, the names of the king Were other names, troubling, incongruous, jarring ...
I saw her for a split second driving down Canal toward home off to the left almost over my shoulder ...
The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes, And falls along cemented steel and stone, Upon the grayness of a million ...
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