The Progress Of A Divine: Satire (Richard Savage Poems)
All priests are not the same, be understood!Priests are, like other folks, some bad, some good.What's vice or virtue, sure ...
All priests are not the same, be understood!Priests are, like other folks, some bad, some good.What's vice or virtue, sure ...
I went and came. The wild--wood tree,Again spread out my canopy.I could not sleep. I sat in griefAnd listened to ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot;Of one who had the name of Nicaise got;A lad quite ignorant ...
The sun is high, the seaside air is sharp,And salty light reveals the Mayan School.The Irish hope their names are ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale;Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail;Men, gods, and all, his ...
Having interred her infant-birth,The watery ground that late did mourn,Was strewed with flowers for the returnOf the wished bridegroom of ...
Strike hands, young men!We know not whenDeath or disaster comes,Mightier than battle-drumsTo summon us away.Death bids us say farewellTo all ...
I like to think (andthe sooner the better!)of a cybernetic meadowwhere mammels and computerslive together in mutuallyprogramming harmonylike pure watertouching ...
THIRD EPISTLE. LOUISATOEMMA,WRITTEN THE DAY AFTER SHE HAD RECEIVED FROM HEREUGENIO'S EXCULPATING LETTER. APRIL 21st, ...
Master of the murmuring courtsWhere the shapes of sleep convene!-Lo! my spirit here exhortsAll the powers of thy demesneFor their ...
HOW sweet in recollection are our friends ; Their bright eyes, gleaming over fallen years, The blur of time dissolve ...
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
Before the chancel, the pulpit, in the front of the nave, preaching a message of love of the freedom to ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
To Imagination Whilst yet mine Eyes do surfeit with delight, My woeful Heart, imprison'd in my breast, Wisheth to be ...
Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love, And in that sophistry, Oh, thou dost prove Too subtle: Foole, thou ...
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammels and computers live together in ...
I Eddie Linden Dear Eddie we've not met Except upon the written page And at your age the wonder Is ...
Obit 23rd April 1616 Is it not strange that on this common date, Two titans of their age, aye of ...
To-day the woods are trembling through and through With shimmering forms, that flash before my view, Then melt in green ...
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