Rhodon And Iris. Act III (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
SCEN. 1.Clematis Solo Well, if I were but once rid of her service, If I ever serv'd love-sicke mistris againe, I would feed all ...
CONCLUSION.O YE Muses, who gladly favour a love that is heartfelt,Who on his way the excellent youth have hitherto guided,Who ...
ONE righteous word for Law-the common will;One living truth of Faith-God regnant still;One primal test of Freedom-all combined;One sacred Revolution-change ...
We meet him first in frills immersed,By everyone caressed and nursed, A bonny baby-rather!But, though they please his every whim,Fill up ...
The yeoman lays aside his soil-stained smock, And from his herd selects a trusty steed, And sallies forth to help in hour ...
Th'imprison'd winds slumber within their cavesFast bound: the fickle vane, emblem of change,Wavers no more, long-settling to a point.All nature ...
When days are dark and spirits low,And hope desponding stands,What comfort these few words bestow,"My times are in thy hands."That ...
No not to-night, dear child; I cannot go; I'm busy, tired; they knew I should not come; you do not ...
As still, with Hope's delusion gay,AMANTOR traced his devious way,A stately Palace rose to view;The walls were gold ...
Tell me if you can, the rule by which a man Selects his worse or better half. Truly it would ...
What's the use? Give it best;Cut her loose; Have a rest.Hope is dead; Gloom collects,Nuff is said - ...
O Sweet!I kiss thy feet.It is permitted meSo much to keep of thee,So much to give to thee.ReverentlyI touch thy ...
In the soul is born a feeling,Or a sentiment, called love,Which is nursed, caressed and cherishedWith care, tender, from Above.By ...
Ye, whose aspirings court the Muse of lays "Severest of those orders which belong Distinct and separate to Delphic song" ...
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more. ...
The Soul selects her own Society -- Then -- shuts the Door -- To her divine Majority -- Present no ...
WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering, and the wars are over long, And my head on the pillow ...
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