Love: An Elegy (Mark Akenside Poems)
Too much my heart of Beauty's power hath known,Too long to Love hath reason left her throne;Too long my genius ...
Too much my heart of Beauty's power hath known,Too long to Love hath reason left her throne;Too long my genius ...
SHOU'D Satan promise thee, or house or land,If thou wou'dst kneel and worship at his feet :Tell him, he has ...
LYDIA.Now twenty springs had cloth'd the Park with green,Since Lydia knew the blossom of fifteen;No lovers now her morning hours ...
O THOU, the best of brothers and of friends!Say, who but thee could wake the sleeping lyre?Fann'd by thy breath ...
From publick Noise and factious Strife,From all the busie Ills of Life,Take me, My Celia, to Thy Breast;And lull my ...
Of Leinster, fam'd for maidens fair,Bright Lucy was the grace;Nor e'er did Liffy's limpid streamReflect so fair a face,Till luckless ...
Go perjur'd Youth and court what Nymph you please,Your Passion now is but a dull disease;With worn-out Sighs deceive some ...
VVhen first the Magick of thine ey,Usurpt upon my liberty,Triumphing in my hearts spoyl, thouDidst lock up thine in such ...
I.Yes: you contemn the perjur'd maidWho all your favorite hopes betray'd:Nor, though her heart should home return,Her tuneful tongue it's ...
Belinda swears by G---d her Hair is Black,And who denies it is a saucy Jack;The leaden Comb each Morning makes ...
The pris'ner was at large indicted, For that by thirst of gain excited, One day in July last, ...
HAPPY the land, round which the ocean flows,Whose ebbing waves its fertile soil compose.The shepherd fearless leads his flocks to ...
Keen was the blast, and bleak the morn, When Lucy took her way, To seek the wretch, whose perjur'd vows ...
. Had it pleas'd him, from whom all wisdom flows, Him, who each good, each perfect gift bestows, With knowledge ...
AH ! why do grieve and look so wild,Lord Henrie, tell it to me !And why do you say you ...
Reason, which long had absent been before, Vouchsaf'd one Day to come within my door. Affrighted at th' unusual Sight, ...
Amphion e'en hard Stones did move) Appease the stubborn Anger of my Love, And move her harder Heart. And thou, ...
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
Farewell, ungrateful traitor! Farewell, my perjur'd swain! Let never injur'd woman Believe a man again. The pleasure of possessing Surpasses ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjur'd, murd'rous, ...
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