A Letter To Monsieur Boileau Despreaux, Occasioned By The Victory At Blenheim (Matthew Prior Poems)
Since hired for life, thy servile Muse must singSuccessive conquests and a glorious King;Must of a man immortal vainly boast,And ...
Since hired for life, thy servile Muse must singSuccessive conquests and a glorious King;Must of a man immortal vainly boast,And ...
Andrew Rykman's dead and gone;You can see his leaning slateIn the graveyard, and thereonRead his name and date.Trust is truer ...
As I walk the misty hillAll is languid, fogged, and still;Not a note of any birdNor any motion's hint is ...
Mine are the night and morning,The pits of air, the gulf of space,The sportive sun, the gibbous moon,The innumerable days.I ...
To-night retired, the queen of heaven With young Endymion stays;And now to Hesper it is givenAwhile to rule the vacant sky,Till ...
To-night retired, the queen of heavenWith young Endymion stays;And now to Hesper it is givenAwhile to rule the vacant sky,Till ...
'Tis midnight on the battle field,The wind's low moan is chill,Our army's on the march again,After the battle of Chancellorsville;The ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
1--IIn middle age an evil thingBefell Archduchess Anne:She looked outside her wedding-ringUpon a princely man.IICount Louis was for horse and ...
Me morir? en Paris con aguacero ... I will die in Miami in the sun, On a day when the ...
WHAT reck we of the creeds of men?- We see them-we shall see again. What reck we of the tempest's ...
For an entire year she dressed in all the shades Of ash - the gray of old paper; the deeper, ...
A Visitor in Marl -- Who influences Flowers -- Till they are orderly as Busts -- And Elegant -- as ...
THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads, ...
YOUR billet, Sir, I grant receipt; Wi' you I'll canter ony gate, Tho' 'twere a trip to yon blue warl', ...
At low tide like this how sheer the water is. White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and ...
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
NEITHER rose leaves gathered in a jar-respectably in Boston-these-nor drops of Christ blood for a chalice-decently in Philadelphia or Baltimore. ...
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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