A Memento Mori — Or Remember Death (Rees Prichard Poems)
HOW short the date of man! how soon he's gone!To-day, alive — to-morrow, in the tomb!Strong as a giant, now ...
HOW short the date of man! how soon he's gone!To-day, alive — to-morrow, in the tomb!Strong as a giant, now ...
The mind of ev'ry man, alas!Is naturally vile and base,And thinks on nought, but what is bad,'Till it the second ...
A FRAGMENT. Now the loud winds with angry pinions sweep The laboring bosom of the stormy deep, The face of day o'erspread by ...
LO, what a golden day it is! The glad sun rives the sapphire deeps Down to the dim pearl-floor'd abyss ...
Of thy life, Thomas, this compass well mark:Not aye with full sails the high seas to beat,Ne by coward dread, ...
RELUCTANT Morn, whose meagre radiance liesWith doubtful glimmer on the farthest hills,How long shall men, reiterant of their ills,With peevish ...
SECTS in Religion?--Yes of every raceWe nurse some portion in our favour'd place;Not one warm preacher of one growing sectCan ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
'Dieu dont l'arc est d'argent, dieu de Claros, ?coute; O Sminth?e-Apollon, je p?rirai sans doute, Si tu ne sers de ...
"I.FOLD back the sun-bright hair; kiss the meek lids,That lie like flowers above the flower-blue eyes;Grieve not, to grieve her ...
How long shall fortune faile me nowe,And harrowe me with fear and dread?How long shall I in bale abide,In misery ...
A LA FRANCE France! ? belle contr?e, ? terre g?n?reuse, Que les dieux complaisants formaient pour ?tre heureuse, Tu ne ...
_Des nymphes et des satyres chantent dans une grotte qu'il faut peindrebien romantique, pittoresque, divine, en soupant, avec des coupescisel?es; ...
2 CORINTHIANS, vii. 5. WHEN shall I sleep that long, long Sleep,From which no human voice can wake me--When o'er ...
THE moon shines pale in the Western sky,Like a pearl set over a brow that blushes;There is many a homeward ...
Pain, pain exalts me Into consciousness:I am awake! My jangled anguish rivesEach tense quick nerve pricked by unnum-bered knives,My only ...
THE blackcaps pipe among the reeds,And there'11 be rain to follow;There is a murmur as of windIn every coign and ...
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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