The Little Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold.Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold.To this the god of love ...
Poems about plutus (13 Poems)
The Fan : A Poem. Book II. (John Gay Poems)
Olympus' gates unfold: in heaven's high towersAppear in council all the immortal powers;Great Jove above the rest exalted sate,And in ...
A Young Lady’s Lamentation (Janet Little Poems)
FOR THELOSS OF HER SISTER BY MARRIAGE.WHAT tongue can half my woes express?What force of eloquence can tell?The causes of ...
Love’s Progress. (Henry Baker Poems)
Love wander'd out, one Summer's Day,'Till He, benighted, lost his Way:Then whither knowing not to go,Or where to lie, or ...
Like Summer (Hattie Howard Poems)
November? 'tis a summer's day! For tropic airs are blowing As soft as whispered roundelay From unseen lips that seem to say To feathered ...
Jack The Giant Queller. AIR III. (Henry Brooke Poems)
Plutus. Would you silence a Patriot committee, Touch their lips with this magical Wand; Through country, and senate, and city, 'Tis the lock and ...
The Lottery Ticket (Janet Little Poems)
CELIA, fair, beyond description,Soon became the fav'rite toast;Charms unrival'd ev'n by fiction,Did the lovely maiden boast.Beaux and sages, panting, dying,Did ...
Jack The Giant Queller. AIR II. (Henry Brooke Poems)
Plutus. This scepter'd hand all nations own, All religions hold divine- I the king of every throne; I the god of every shrine! Gold is ...
Cruiskeen Lan (Albert Pike Poems)
Let the Statesman swarm like bees, At Receptions and Levees, And Diplomats the drawing-room adorn; Let Patriots grow gray, ...
Tel J’Etais Autrefois (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
Tel j'?tais autrefois et tel je suis encor. Quand ma main imprudente a tari mon tr?sor, Ou la nuit, accourant ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Momus, God Of Laughter (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Though with gods the world is cumbered, Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered, Never god was known to be Who had ...
Webster Ford (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Do you remember, O Delphic Apollo, The sunset hour by the river, when Mickey M'Grew Cried, "There's a ghost," and ...