Charity : A Paraphrase On 1 Cor. Chap. 13 (Matthew Prior Poems)
Did sweeter Sounds adorn my flowing Tongue,Than ever Man pronounc'd, or Angel sung:Had I all Knowledge, Human and Divine,That Thought ...
Did sweeter Sounds adorn my flowing Tongue,Than ever Man pronounc'd, or Angel sung:Had I all Knowledge, Human and Divine,That Thought ...
YON sun, who runs his annual courseAbout earth's varied bound,While slow revolving seasons roll,Their never-ceasing round-Yon rising sun, whose early ...
Professor of Astronomy in Yale College, Conn., died at New Haven, May,1859.Spring pour'd fresh beauty o'er the cultured grounds,And woke ...
Cyriac, whose grandsire on the royal benchOf British Themis, with no mean applausePronounc'd and in his volumes taught our lawsWhich ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
MISFORTUNE'S stings transfix the purest heart,And souls, unknown to guilt, with anguish smart.Not virtue can secure the good man's state,Nor ...
HAPPY the land, round which the ocean flows,Whose ebbing waves its fertile soil compose.The shepherd fearless leads his flocks to ...
The Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feasts Excited the spleen of the Birds and the Beasts: For their mirth ...
FOR three long nights had King Arthur watch'd,The light from the turret shone !For three long nights had King Arthur ...
GOD of this Planet! for the name best fitsThe purblind view, which men of this "dim spot"Can take of THEE, ...
And is it so? Look at creation round!See you how fair, how beautiful it is,How form'd to bless, how exquisite ...
The long laments I spent for ruin'd Troy,Are dried; and now mine eyes run teares of joy.No more shall men ...
Base is the purpose of this Epic Song,Baneful its powers: but, oh, the Poesy("What can it less when Sun-born GENIUS ...
AND is that beauteous Star eclips'd in night,Which late in Brunswick's constellation shone?Whose rays with mild effulgence beam'd so bright,And ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
MY lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish ...
A R I S E, my soul, on wings enraptur'd, rise To praise the monarch of the earth and skies, ...
Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o'er distant lands ...
A Donkey, whose talent for burdens was wondrous, So much that you'd swear he rejoic'd in a load, One day ...
A vine from noblest lineage sprung And with the choicest clusters hung, In purple rob'd, reclining lay, And catch'd the ...
XVIII Cyriack, whose Grandsire on the Royal Bench Of Brittish Themis, with no mean applause Pronounc't and in his volumes ...
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