Georgic 1 (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
What makes the cornfield smile; beneath what starMaecenas, it is meet to turn the sodOr marry elm with vine; how ...
Daughter of pastoral smells and sightsAnd sultry days and dewy nightsJuly resumes her yearly placeWi her milking maiden faceRuddy and ...
Argument.Hail to thee, Sound!-The power of Euterpe in all the scenes of life-in religion; in works of charity; in soothing ...
WHEN hollow bursts the rushing winds,And heavy beats the show'r,This anxious, aching bosom findsNo comfort in its power.For ah, my ...
PRESENTED BY GEORGE W. CHILDS, OF PHILADELPHIAWELCOME, thrice welcome is thy silvery gleam,Thou long-imprisoned stream!Welcome the tinkle of thy crystal ...
Far out at sea there has been a storm,And still, as they roll their liquid acres,High-heaped the billows lower and ...
CHILD of Light, the bright, the bird-like! wilt thou float and float to me,Facing winds and sleets and waters, flying ...
Support, O God! with thy Almighty aidThy glorious church, that fair wide-spreading vine,Which thy right hand has in thy vineyard ...
Thou pulse of hotness, who, with reedlike breast,Makest meridian music, long and loud,Accentuating summer!—Dost thy bestTo make the sunbeams fiercer, ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
Guy journeyes towards that sanctifyed groundWhereas the Jewes fayre citye sometime stood,Wherin our Saviours sacred head was crownd,And where for ...
The sunlight fell with a golden gleam On the waves of the rippling rill; The pansies nodded their purple heads; ...
ABSENCE, the noble truce Of Cupid's war, Where though desires want use, They honor'd are, Thou art the just protection ...
AMID my bale I bathe in bliss, I swim in heaven, I sink in hell; I find amends for every ...
'Is Sin, then, fair?' Nay, love, come now,Put back the hair From his sunny brow;See, here, ...
Darling, to say I love thee, is to say What I have often said, with careless arm Round Chloe's waist, ...
As one who wanders on a desert plain. An arid waste of dead sterility, Then finds a green oasis suddenly. ...
'Tis not ev'ry day that I Fitted am to prophesy: No, but when the spirit fills The fantastic pannicles, Full ...
How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and see! That, having view'd the object vain, They ...
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