Faringdon Hill. Book II (Henry James Pye Poems)
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule,First put the British troops to school;Instructed them in warlike trade,And new manoeuvres of parade,The ...
Now warm with ministerial ire,Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire,And on his striding steps attendsHis desperate clan of Tory friends.When ...
While Pow'r triumphant bears unrival'd Sway,Propt by the Aid of all-prevailing Gold;While bold Corruption blasts the Face of Day,And Men, ...
Columbus looked; and still around them spread,From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;At last, the central shadows burst away,And rising ...
Accursed the man, whom Fate ordains, in spite,And cruel parents teach, to read and write!What need of letters? wherefore should ...
Deep in the bosom of a wood,Out of the road, a Temple stood:Ancient, and much the worse for wear,It call'd ...
You can't expect it! Goodness me!T'would be a dreadful policy!What sort of Ministerial dunceWould try to do two things at ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
To the voters of Glen Innes 'twas O'Sullivan that went, To secure the country vote for Mister Hay. So he ...
Of all the docks upon the blue There was no dockyard, old or new, To touch the dock at Cockatoo. ...
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