Rhodon And Iris. Act I (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
FROM Persian looms the silk he woveNo Weaver meant should trail aboveThe surface of the earth we tread,To deck the ...
A SILVER slope, a fall of firs, a league of gleaming grasses,And fiery cones, and sultry spurs, and swarthy pits ...
O singer of Persephone!In the dim meadows desolateDost thou remember Sicily?Still through the ivy flits the beeWhere Amaryllis lies in ...
But in her Temple's last recess inclos'd, On Dulness' lap th' Anointed head repos'd. Him close she curtains round with ...
PROLOGUE. Woe! to the just occasion that compels My verse to satire, when my soul rebels; Must I, unskill'd her ...
The rising sun complies with our weak sight, First gilds the clouds, then shows his globe of light At such ...
THE Day's grown old, the fainting Sun Has but a little way to run, And yet his steeds, with all ...
A FLASH of colour through the trees,A step upon the trembling plank,A white sail flapping in the breeze,And then a ...
A host of bloody centuries lie prone Upon the fields of Time--but still the wake Of Progress loud ...
Nil mortalibus ardui est Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia Horace FROM Persian looms the silk he wove No Weaver meant should ...
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have ...
O singer of Persephone! In the dim meadows desolate Dost thou remember Sicily? Still through the ivy flits the bee ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories