Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. – Canto III. (Matthew Prior Poems)
Richard, who now was half asleep,Roused, nor would longer silence keep;And sense like this, in vocal breath,Broke from his twofold ...
Poems about mathematic (13 Poems)
The Muses Threnodie: Sixth Muse (Henry Adamson Poems)
As we arrived at our Lady's Steps,Incontinent all men reversed their caps,Bidding us welcome home, and joining hand,They ask from ...
The Bas Bleu: Or, Conversation. Addressed To Mrs. Vesey (Hannah More Poems)
VESEY, of Verse the judge and friend,Awhile my idle strain attend:Not with the days of early Greece,I mean to ope ...
Thoughts Suggested By A College Examination (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
High in the midst, surrounded by his peers,MAGNUS his ample front sublime up rears:Placed on his chair of state, he ...
To F.W.F. (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
Farrar, when o'er Goodwin's pageLate I found thee poring,From the hydrostatic SageLeaky Memory storing,Or when groaning yesterdayNeedlessly distractedBy some bright ...
Reply To The Above, By F.W.F. (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
"Te quoque vatem dicunt pastores."-VIRGIL.O Maxwell, if by reason's strengthAnd studying of Babbage,You have transformed yourself at lengthInto a mental ...
The Moralists (Yvor Winters Poems)
You would extend the mind beyond the act,Furious, bending, suffering in thinAnd unpoetic dicta; you have beenForced by hypothesis to ...
Hero And Leander. The Third Sestiad (George Chapman Poems)
New light gives new directions, fortunes new, To fashion our endeavours that ensue. More harsh, at least more ...
Inebriety (George Crabbe Poems)
The mighty spirit, and its power, which stainsThe bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries ...
On The Pleasures Of College Life (George Moses Horton Poems)
With tears I leave these academic bowers, And cease to cull the scientific flowers; With tears I hail the fair ...
Calamiterror (Section VI) (George Barker Poems)
1Meandering abroad in the Lincolnshire meadows dayDay and day a month perhaps, lying at night lonely,The early September evening administering ...
Sonnets Of The Blood IX (Allen Tate Poems)
Captains of industry, your aimless powerAwakens harsh velleities of time:Let you, brother, captaining your hourBe zealous that your numbers are ...
Tom (Robert William Service Poems)
That Tom was poor was sure a pity, Such guts for learning had the lad; He took to Greek like ...