The Art Of Preserving Health. Book II (John Armstrong Poems)
DIET.Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo ...
DIET.Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo ...
AIR.Daughter of Paeon, queen of every joy,Hygeia; whose indulgent smile sustainsThe various race luxuriant nature pours,And on th' immortal essences ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
No more at dewy dawn, or setting sun,The blackbird's song floats mellow down the dale;Mute is the lark, or soars ...
O days endeared to every Muse,When nobody had any Views,Nor, while the cloudscape of his mindBy every breeze was new ...
While wind and rain drive through the half-stripped trees,Fanners and flails go merrily in the barn.Each brook and river sweeps ...
'Neath saffron stars and satin skies, dark-blue, Between dim sylvan isles, a happy two. We sailed, and from the siren-haunted shore, All mystic ...
PRESENTED BY GEORGE W. CHILDS, OF PHILADELPHIAWELCOME, thrice welcome is thy silvery gleam,Thou long-imprisoned stream!Welcome the tinkle of thy crystal ...
Mildewed and gray the marble stairs Rise from their balustraded urns To where a chiseled satyr glares From a luxuriant bed of ferns; A ...
ON THE GIFT OF A MEERSCHAUM PIPEThe pipe came safe, and welcome too,As anything must be from you;A meerschaum pure, ...
The bright axe breaks the silence in the wood,The ivory chips spray over crushed nettles,And the red slender pine sways ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
"Sweet are the rosy memories of the lips That first kiss'd ours, albeit they kiss no more: Sweet is the ...
TO HERMES. I.Hear, white-winged Messenger! If thy swift feetLoiter within Heaven's starry walls, where meetThe Gods, their nectar daintily to ...
I.The moon on the Latmos mountain Her pining vigil keeps;And ever the silver fountain In the Dorian valley weeps. But ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
1. In terrors Los shrunk from his task: His great hammer fell from his hand: His fires beheld, and sickening, ...
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