Protestant Popery: Or, The Convocation – Canto I (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
Alas! how dismal is my tale, I lost my watch in Doneraile. My Dublin watch, my chain and seal, Pilfer'd at once in ...
TAMELY, frail body, abstain to-day ; to-dayMy soul eats twice, Christ hither and away.She sees Him man, so like God ...
In a state of chortle sin—once he reflected,swilling tomato juice—live I, and didmore than my thirstier years.To Hell then will ...
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear; May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear: While Sinners split on shelves, ...
A maddened horse comes down the street, With waving mane and flying feet. The crowd scatters in ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Said Statesman A to Statesman Z: "What can we tax that is not paying? We're taxing every blessed thing- Here's ...
In a state of chortle sinâ?"once he reflected, swilling tomato juiceâ?"live I, and did more than my thirstier years. To ...
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