The Dunciad: Book I. (Alexander Pope Poems)
The Mighty Mother, and her son who brings The Smithfield muses to the ear of kings, I sing. Say you, ...
The Mighty Mother, and her son who brings The Smithfield muses to the ear of kings, I sing. Say you, ...
To Churchill's Sermons. The manuscript of this unfinished poem was found among the few papers Churchill left behind ...
There is but one place in the world:-Thither where he lies buried! ...
THE midnight hour is passing-the sunrise is at handThe watchers on the mountain tops are looking o'er the land,The world ...
ON THE SHORE OF A SMALL LAKE ABOVE THE HOUSE.AH! could I speak, I'd tell them then, How glad a ...
Thou thing of years departed! What ages have gone by,Since here the mournful seal was set By love and agony! ...
THE years slip past, and the hour-glass flows, But its sands are more than the ocean-tide's;They ruin the rose ...
To learned Athens, led by fame,As once the man of Tarsus came,With pity and surpriseMidst idol altars as he stood,O'er ...
No glittering chaplet brought from other lands!As in his life, this man, in death, is ours;His own loved prairies o'er ...
XXXVI know, O Lord, the summer fields are green, And the rich splendor of the summer air Is full of ...
My lady's birthday rises golden fair, And I arise to see the lord of light Beaconing the land from every ...
ON THE DEATH OF AN AMIABLE AND ACCOMPLISHED YOUNG GENTLEMAN. COULD soundest judgment, tho' in manhood's prime,Could truth or merit ...
"IN thy coach of state Pass, O King, along: He no envy feels To whom God giveth song. ...
We walked amongst the ruins famed in story Of Rozel-Tower, And saw the boundless waters stretch in glory And heave ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Of this is Day composed A morning and a noon A Revelry unspeakable And then a gay unknown Whose Pomps ...
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
Oh, the sight entrancing, When morning's beam is glancing O'er files array'd With helm and blade, And plumes in the ...
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