Summer – The Second Pastoral; or Alexis (Alexander Pope Poems)
A Shepherd's Boy (he seeks no better name)Led forth his flocks along the silver Thame,Where dancing sun-beams n the waters ...
A Shepherd's Boy (he seeks no better name)Led forth his flocks along the silver Thame,Where dancing sun-beams n the waters ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledgeTo roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land,The priesthood's secret learning to ...
There was fear and desolation over swarthy Egypt's land,From the holy city of the sun to hot Syen?'s sand;The sistrum ...
NEVERMORE Shall the shepherds of Arcady follow Pan's moods as he lolls by the shore Of the mere, or lies ...
Lone did I go within the ancient place, With hush?d voice, and slow and reverent tread; While on the walls ...
boss i wentand interviewed the mummyof the egyptian pharaohin the metropolitan museumas you bade me to dowhat homy regal leatherfacesays ...
'Twas but a dream; a fond and foolish dream; The calenture of a delirious brain,Whose fever thirst creates the rushing ...
When Lent and Responsions are ended,When May with fritillaries waits,When the flower of the chestnut is splendid,When drags are at ...
The traveller tells how, in that ancient climeWhose mystic monuments and ruins hoarStill struggle with the antiquary's lore,To guard the ...
I woke at night in my eternal tombThe desert sands had hid a thousand years,And heard the Nile-crier across the ...
Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd, And stately Severn for her shore is prais'd, The crystal Trent ...
In the same dream I am lying in the hollow of a boat, My forehead and eyes against the curved ...
Photograph negative her black arm: a diving porpoise, sprawled across the ice-banked pillow. Head: a sheet of falling water. Her ...
(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration) In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy ...
CHORUS If with voice of words or prayers thy sons may reach thee, We thy latter sons, the men thine ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledge To roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land, The priesthood's secret ...
Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple's ruined wall I hang the silent ...
Strange that the self's continuum should outlast The Virgin, Aphrodite, and the Mourning Mother, All loves and griefs, successive deities ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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