To The Reverend Mr. Mabell, Of Cambridge (Mary Barber Poems)
Tho' great Longinus claims thy aiding Hand,And hopes, thro' thee, t'instruct a barb'rous Land,Where vile Conceits the Pow'r of Wit ...
Tho' great Longinus claims thy aiding Hand,And hopes, thro' thee, t'instruct a barb'rous Land,Where vile Conceits the Pow'r of Wit ...
Remote from cities liv'd a swain,Unvex'd with all the cares of gain;His head was silver'd o'er with age,And long experience ...
I BRING the simplest pledge of love,Friend of my earlier days;Mine is the hand without the glove,The heart-beat, not the ...
O RICH and splendid soul that overflowest With light and fire caught from thy native skies!- Whose latent storm is ...
Sento d' un foco.Far off with fire I feel a cold face lit, That makes me burn, the while itself doth ...
Se 'l foco alla bellezza.If but the fire that lightens in thine eyes Were equal with their beauty, all the snow And ...
Strephon, your breach of faith and trust...Affords me no surprise;A man who grateful was, or just,...Might make my wonder rise.That ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.He kissed her and breathed life into her ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and ...
CARMEN AMOEBAEUM IHorace: Book III, Ode 9."Donec gratus eram tibi--"HORACEWhen I was your stiddy, my loveliest Lyddy, ...
Forever lovely in the morning light the orchard hemmed by three low walls, the tree-- a slender cypress--near, and the ...
To hold a station on the trembling earth, To weary time with looking at our names-- This is the lust ...
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwine Rapture must render each glance ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
From the metal poppy this good blast of trance arriving as shock, private cloudburst blazing down, worst in a boarding-house ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
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