Veni, Creator Spiritus (John Dryden Poem)
Creator Spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit ev'ry pious mind; Come, pour thy joys ...
Creator Spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit ev'ry pious mind; Come, pour thy joys ...
Ask not the cause why sullen spring So long delays her flow'rs to bear; Why warbling birds forget to sing, ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Late Servant to his Majesty, and Organist of the Chapel Royal, and of St. Peter's Westminster I Mark how the ...
A hush is over all the teeming lists, And there is pause, a breath-space in the strife; A spirit brave ...
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
O God, whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys, To thee, my only rock, I fly, ...
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
CHORUS Come we shepherds whose blest sight Hath met love's noon in nature's night; Come lift we up our loftier ...
Oh happy shades--to me unblest! Friendly to peace, but not to me! How ill the scene that offers rest, And ...
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
Obscurest night involv'd the sky, Th' Atlantic billows roar'd, When such a destin'd wretch as I, Wash'd headlong from on ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
THE ROBIN to the Wren's nest Cam keekin' in, cam keekin' in; O weel's me on your auld pow, Wad ...
WHY, ye tenants of the lake, For me your wat'ry haunt forsake? Tell me, fellow-creatures, why At my presence thus ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, unbroke by rules of art, He pours the wild effusions of the heart; And if inspir'd 'tis ...
YOUNG Peggy blooms our boniest lass, Her blush is like the morning, The rosy dawn, the springing grass, With early ...
Chorus.-The weary pund, the weary pund, The weary pund o' tow; I think my wife will end her life, Before ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
THIS 1 wot ye all whom it concerns, I, Rhymer Robin, alias Burns, October twenty-third, A ne'er-to-be-forgotten day, Sae far ...
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
BUT lately seen in gladsome green, The woods rejoic'd the day, Thro' gentle showers, the laughing flowers In double pride ...
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