Cymon And Iphigenia. From Boccace (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
In days of old, when Arthur filled the throne,Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown,The king of elves, ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Po. Bold foolish wickednesse is that Which walks by day, expos'd to the world's eie. Sinne is the daughter of the darkest ...
"ISLAND of Destiny! Innisfail!" they cried, when their weary eyesFirst looked on thy beauteous bosom from the amorous, ocean rise."Island ...
'I know where the timid fawn abidesIn the depths of the shaded dell,Where the leaves are broad and the thicket ...
TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.I.Amarantha sweet and faire,Ah brade no more that shining haire!As my curious hand ...
Having so rich a treasurey, so fine a hordOf beauty water-bright before my eyes,I plucked the daisy only, simple and ...
1 Follow your saint, follow with accents sweet;2 Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.3 There, wrapp'd in ...
FOLLOW your saint, follow with accents sweet!Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet!There, wrapt in cloud of sorrow, ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
The sun hath set; the outworn armies sleep: But, in Arbaces' tent, by summons called For counsel secret on things ...
A TALE, FROM MARMONTEL'S INCAS OF PERUWHEN o'er the western world IBERIA'S bandsWith blood and rapine stain'd their guilty hands;When ...
Young Shechem all the night impatient lay;And sought with eager eyes the breaking day;With ardent longings waits the promis'd hour,And ...
{Bonduca the British queen, taking occasion from a defeat of the Romans to impeach their valor, is rebuked by Caratac.}Queen ...
The Muse said, Let us sing a little songWherein no hint of wrong,No echo of the great world need, or ...
Gliding through the still air, he made no sound; Wing-shod and deft, dropped almost at her feet, And searched the ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Amarantha, sweet and fair, Ah, braid no more that shining hair! As my curious hand or eye Hovering round thee, ...
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