For his friend (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
Late being new fangled, so fancie did moue,I was fast entangled in nets of blinde loue,(Good friends, doe beleeue me) ...
Late being new fangled, so fancie did moue,I was fast entangled in nets of blinde loue,(Good friends, doe beleeue me) ...
O bare and aimless mockery--``day by day?'' To--morrow, and the next day, and the next, No praise will hence ascend; no sacred ...
Now from Leander's place she rose, and found Her hair and rent robe scatter'd on the ground; Which ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
IIn Nino's chamber not a sound intrudesUpon the midnight's tingling silentness,Where Nino sits before his book and broods,Thin and brow-burdened ...
You that at ev'ry trifling Cross repine, And tax the Ways of Providence Divine; You that to ev'ry soft Temptation ...
They would have spared life to any of their English prisoners who should consent to profess Mahometanism, by repeating the ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
Oh, I came singing down the road Whereon was nought perplext me,And Pan with Art ...
KNOWING our needs, hardly knowing our powers, Hear how we cry to you, brothers of ours!-- Brothers in nature, pulse, ...
One Sunday eve a grave old man, Who had not been at church, did say,"Eliza, tell me, if you can, ...
Heaven and the sea attend the dying day,And in their sadness overflow and blend—Faint gold, and windy blue, and green ...
A brazen Pot, by scouring vext, With Beef and Pudding still perplext,Resolv'd t' attempt a nobler Life,Urging the Jugg to ...
Who flees the regions of the lower mind,Where these distempers breathe on every wind:Infectious dogmatisms, noxious hate,Old snarly spleen, and ...
You say, but with no touch of scorn, Sweet-hearted, you, whose light-blue eyes Are ...
I have got a new-born sister;I was nigh the first that kissed her.When the nursing woman brought herTo papa, his ...
Dear Sir, Dear Madam, or Dear Friend, With ease are written at the top;When those two happy words are penned, ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
As loving hind that (hartless) wants her deer, Scuds through the woods and fern with hark'ning ear, Perplext, in every ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
When I beheld the Poet blind, yet bold, In slender Book his vast Design unfold, Messiah Crown'd, Gods Reconcil'd Decree, ...
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