To The Pious Memory Of The Accomplished Young Lady Mrs. Anne Killigrew (John Dryden Poem)
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
Thou youngest virgin-daughter of the skies, Made in the last promotion of the Blest; Whose palms, new pluck'd from Paradise, ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
To the Pious Memory of the Accomplished Young Lady, Mrs Anne Killigrew, Excellent in the Two Sister-arts of Poesy and ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
The glory of ships is an old, old song, since the days when the sea-rovers ran In their open boats ...
'Tis fine to see the Old World and travel up and down Among the famous palaces and cities of renown, ...
'Tis fine to see the Old World, and travel up and down Among the famous palaces and cities of renown, ...
Oh, let me not serve so, as those men serve Whom honour's smokes at once fatten and starve; Poorly enrich't ...
When I was just a little boy, Before I went to school, I had a fleet of forty sail I ...
THE worm, the rich worm, has a noble domain In the field that is stored with its millions of slain ...
Most brightly of all burned the hair of my evening loved one: to her I send the coffin of lightest ...
Nero was not worried when he heard the prophecy of the Delphic Oracle. "Let him fear the seventy three years." ...
They had not seen, for ages, such beautiful gifts in Delphi as these that had been sent by the two ...
It goes on being Alexandria still. Just walk a bit along the straight road that ends at the Hippodrome and ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
There fared a mother driven forth Out of an inn to roam; In the place where she was homeless All ...
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
He never spoke a word to me, And yet He called my name; He never gave a sign to me, ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
Who built Thebes of the seven gates? In the books you will find the names of kings. Did the kings ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
New England. 1 Alas, dear Mother, fairest Queen and best, 2 With honour, wealth, and peace happy and blest, 3 ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
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