To Mr. Edward Howard on His New Utopia (Earl of Dorset Charles Sackville Poems)
Thou damn'd antipodes to common sense! Thou foil to Flecknoe! Prithee tell from whence Does all this mighty stock of ...
Thou damn'd antipodes to common sense! Thou foil to Flecknoe! Prithee tell from whence Does all this mighty stock of ...
Veil-like and beautifulGathered the dutiful Mist in the night,True to the messaging,Dreamful and presaging Vapour and light.Ghostly and ...
Imperial Adam, naked in the dew,Felt his brown flanks and found the rib was gonePuzzled he turned and saw where, ...
Thou damn'd antipodes to common-sense, Thou foil to Flecknoe, pr'ythee tell from whence Does all this mighty stock of ...
So hot shines the sun upon Nile's yellow stream, That the palm-trees can save us no more from his beam;Now ...
If you walk in the bush at night,In the wonderful silence deep,By the flickering lantern lightWhen the birds are all ...
The great Napoleon! and these simple hairs Are from his head! Behind him I can seeA lurid background, which the ...
Vast is the chasm, and in the deep below Silence has fallen asleep beneath its tree; Yet we, above the ...
CCIWithin our lips is stored the bitterness Of the dread tree that made the meadow's bleat A cry of terror, ...
To hold a station on the trembling earth, To weary time with looking at our names-- This is the lust ...
Oh, lift me, Lord, if but for one short hour, Above this trivial scheme of social dues, Which to support ...
138Pigmy seraphs-gone astray-Velvet people from Vevay-Balles from some lost summer day-Bees exclusive Coterie-Paris could not lay the foldBelted down with ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Then one of the judges of the city stood forth and said, "Speak to us of Crime and Punishment." And ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray -- Velvet people from Vevay -- Balles from some lost summer day -- Bees exclusive ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
Whenever I am prone to doubt or wonder - I check myself, and say, 'That mighty One Who made the ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
WHEN my young lady has grown great and staid, And in long raiment wondrously arrayed, She may take pleasure with ...
HOW came this pigmy rabble spun, After the gods and kings of old, Upon a tapestry begun With threads of ...
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