A Congratulatory Epistle From His Holiness The Pope To The Reverend Dr. Snape (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
How long, deluded Albion, wilt thou lieIn the lethargic sleep, the sad reposeBy which thy close thy constant enemyHas softly ...
Still let low wits, who sense nor honour prize,Sneer at all gratitude, all truth disguise;At living worth, because alive, exclaim,Insult ...
Thus having heard from Gerizzim, I shallNext come to Ebal, and you thither call,Not there to curse you, but to ...
BEFORE the fair Aurora spreadHer azure mantle o'er the skies,While sleep its pleasing influence shed,On grateful mortals weary eyes.Emerg'd from ...
It is well that beauteous woman Has the quickest sense of wrong;That the tenderest traits of feeling To her faithful heart belong;That ...
Forasmuch as the Canter's and Fanatic's LordSayeth peace and joy are by me abhorred;And would fill each Sunday with gloom ...
When thou severest thyself from cupidity with regard to every one, it is sovereignty:If thou understandest silence, it is equal ...
Hail to thy hues! thou lovely flower,Still shed around thy soft perfume,Still smile amid the wint'ry hour,And boast even now ...
To every class we have a School assign'd,Rules for all ranks and food for every mind:Yet one there is, that ...
THE PLEASVRE OF RETIREMENT. The Reinvitation. THEOPHISA's fill'd wth Sweetness, & so Fair: Her Eyes so mild, her Breath perfumes ...
LAND of departed fame! whose classic plains Have proudly echo'd to immortal strains; Whose hallow'd soil hath given the great ...
No charms she now can boast,--'tis true,But other charmers wither too:"And she is old,"--the fact I know,And old will other ...
I. Descend ye Nine! descend and sing; The breathing instruments inspire, Wake into voice each silent string, And sweep the ...
Fly, Fancie, Beauties arched Brow, Darts, wing'd with Fire, thence sparkling flow. From Flash of Lightning Eye--balls turn; Contracted Beams ...
Yes, Britain mourns, as with electric touch,For youth, for love, for happiness destroyed,Her universal population meltsIn grief spontaneous, and hard ...
Ye, whose aspirings court the Muse of lays "Severest of those orders which belong Distinct and separate to Delphic song" ...
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, That crown the watery glade, Where grateful Science still adores Her Henry's holy shade; ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Through those old Grounds of memory, The sauntering alone Is a divine intemperance A prudent man would shun. Of liquors ...
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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