Trivia ; or, the Art of Walking the Streets of London : Book III (John Gay Poems)
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
Withering and keen the winter comesWhile comfort flyes to close shut roomsAnd sees the snow in feathers passWinnowing by the ...
All man's acts,Serious or trivial, all man's thoughts perchancePass not unmarked of angel eye, or God's.We know in daytime there ...
The shower is past, and the sky O'erhead is both mild and serene, Save where a few drops from on high, Like gems, ...
THE pine-trees lift their dark bewildered eyes--Or so I deem--up to the clouded skies;No breeze, no faintest breeze, is heard ...
Huzza! Hodgson, we are going, Our embargo's off at last; Favourable breezes blowing Bend the canvass o'er the mast. From aloft the signal's streaming, Hark! ...
Hark, news, O envy ; thou shalt hear descriedMy Julia ; who as yet was ne'er envied.To vomit gall in ...
'T IS now the hour of mirth, the hour of love,The hour of melancholy. Night, as vainOf her full beauty, ...
That curious Webbe which proud Arachne spunne, Or that which chast Penelope begunne, Match not this piece whose worth exceedes all choice, That ...
On Tampa's hights gray rose the battlements:A summer's day had gone out in the west;The conflagration in the elementsWas ended, ...
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
NEVER again! When first that sentence fell From lips so loth the bitter truth to tell, Death seemed the balance ...
ON THE PERUSAL OF HIS VOLUME OF TRAVELS IN THE INTERIOR OF MEXICO.'Tis pleasant, lolling in our elbow-chair,Secure at home, ...
Blest be the God of love, Who gave me eyes, and light, and power this day, Both to be busy, ...
Now thou hast loved me one whole day, Tomorrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say? Wilt thou then antedate ...
Christ our passover. Lo, the destroying angel flies To Pharaoh's stubborn land; The pride and flower of Egypt dies By ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
Cupid, because thou shin'st in Stella's eyes, That from her locks, thy day-nets, noe scapes free, That those lips swell, ...
Wee falsely think it due unto our friends, That we should grieve for their too early ends: He that surveys ...
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
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