Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
FEBRUARY, 1917 I never thought again to hear The Oxford thrushes singing clear, Amid the February rain, Their sweet, indomitable ...
I like to hear of wealth and gold, And El Doradoes in their glory; I like for silks and satins ...
Step lightly on this narrow spot -- The broadest Land that grows Is not so ample as the Breast These ...
Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place -- Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face ...
What is left now that we've used the last excuse, what is left to justify excess. The rhetoric at best ...
My thoughts are like the boots randomly arrayed in the rack outside the window, some in pairs neatly stacked, comfortably ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane, East wind and frost are safely gone; With zephyr mild and balmy rain ...
Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The heavy mahogany door with its wrought-iron screen Shuts. And the sound is rich, sympathetic, discreet. The sun still shines ...
Of the old house, only a few, crumbled Courses of brick, smothered in nettle and dock, Or a shaped stone ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
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