To Louisa C-, For Her Album (John Kenyon Poems)
Life is an Album; and my free Imagination loves to look And read, with happy augury, Thy life's as yet scarce opened book. And ...
Life is an Album; and my free Imagination loves to look And read, with happy augury, Thy life's as yet scarce opened book. And ...
'Tis the part of a coward to broodO'er the past that is withered and dead:What though the heart's roses are ...
In the other life the seven riversMet only in the sea.Evening embraced them,Holding a crown of bloody thorns.The rivers are ...
Cloe, as soon as she has plaid the Whore,Repents the Deed, and vows to do't no more;With the next Man ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
The Mighty Mother, and her son who brings The Smithfield muses to the ear of kings, I sing. Say you, ...
Sword of Common Sense! -Our surest gift: the sacred chainOf man to man: firm earth for trustIn structures vowed to ...
The woefull lamentation of Jane Shore, a goldsmith's wife in London, sometime king Edward IV. his concubine. To the tune ...
But now Sabrina's guilty fire returns, Her bosom with the raging passion burns: She with a female tenderness relents, And ...
Ye lovely maids! whose yet unpractis'd heartsNe'er felt the force of Love's resistless darts;Who justly set a value on your ...
_Deere Chryste, let not the cheere of earth, To fill our hearts with heedless mirth This holy Christmasse time; ...
Who says that Giles and Joan at discord be? Th' observing neighbors no such mood can see.Indeed, poor Giles repents ...
O—-d! afflicted with the Stone, repents,And shews, they say, great Signs of Penitence:Who in the least can doubt his Reformation;See! ...
I will confess With cheerfulness, Love is a thing so likes me, That, let her lay On me all day, ...
v.1-4,14,19-21 L. M. The church is God's house and care. Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name, While in his ...
MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine, Your vent'rous Afric in her great design. Mneme, immortal pow'r, I trace thy spring: ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
There's blood between us, love, my love, There's father's blood, there's brother's blood, And blood's a bar I cannot pass. ...
This, no song of an ingénue, This, no ballad of innocence; This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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