The Convocation: A Poem (Richard Savage Poems)
When Vertue's Standard Ecclesiasticks bear,Their sacred Robe the noblest Minds revere.All to its Guidance do their Thoughts submit,But such who ...
When Vertue's Standard Ecclesiasticks bear,Their sacred Robe the noblest Minds revere.All to its Guidance do their Thoughts submit,But such who ...
_Year 13--._ Barbican, bartizan, battlement, With the Abergavenny mountains blent, Look, from the Raglan tower of Gwent, My lord Hugh Clifford's ancient home Shows, clear ...
(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In ...
IN royal Anna's golden days,Hard was the task to gain the bays:Hard was it then the hill to climb;Some broke ...
_If Luther's day expand to Darwin's year,__Shall that exclude the hope--foreclose the fear?_Unmoved by all the claims our times avow,The ...
This was her home; one mossy gable thrustAbove the cedars and the locust trees:This was her home, whose beauty now ...
The afternoon of summer foldsIts warm arms round the marigolds,And with its gleaming fingers, petsThe watered pinks and violetsThat from ...
I wish I could find that skinny, long-beaked boywho perched in the branches of the old branch library.He spent the ...
Misery weighed by drachms and scruplesIs but scrawls on a vain page,To cruel masters we are pupils,Escape comes careless with ...
DISPOSED to wed, e'en while you hasten, stay;There's great advantage in a small delay:Thus Ovid sang, and much the wise ...
In the Beginning, God, the great Schoolmaster, wrote upon the white leaves of our souls the text of life, in ...
Look! look there!Send your eyes across the grayBy my finger-point awayThrough the vaporous, fumy air.Beyond the air, you see the ...
THE Sunday morn was fresh and clear,The Sunday bells rang cheerly out,The old New England church was nearAnd welcomed faith ...
You may visit studiosIn New York or gay Paree;Watch the famous models pose;Study scenes of land and sea;You may sing ...
The bunkhouse on the cattle ranch Was lowly, but at nightWhen its small window was aglow We hurried ...
Stars in the heavens turn, I worship like a star, And in its footsteps learn Where peace and wisdom are. ...
All things must fade. There is for cities tall The same tomorrow as for daffodils: Time's wind, that casts the ...
Come to Sunny Prestatyn Laughed the girl on the poster, Kneeling up on the sand In tautened white satin. Behind ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
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