On Oxford, The Muses Paradise. (Edward Benlowes Poems)
I. Leave, bashfull Muse, the too hot Latian Shore, To Albions temperate Clime sail or'e; Sing Learnings Tempe, where clear ...
I. Leave, bashfull Muse, the too hot Latian Shore, To Albions temperate Clime sail or'e; Sing Learnings Tempe, where clear ...
Let that time a thousand moneths endure,Which brings from heaven the sweet and silver showers,And joys the earth (of comfort ...
As the red Maclean went to and fro 'Twixt Duart and Cairnburg tower, One day he chanced to spy a ...
Let now the goodly Spring-tide make us merrie, And fields, which pleasant flowers doo adorne: And Vales, Meades, ...
Winter on the mountains Summer on the shore,The robes of sun-gleams woven, The lake's blue wavelets wore.Cold, white, against the ...
I.God is our strength and song, The Rock of our salvation: His courts of prayer, ye people, throng, And anthems ...
GRANDFATHERT' watter is blue i' t' offin', An' blue is t' sky aboon;Swallows are settin' sou'ard, An' wanin' ...
BEAUTIFUL Spirit! that didst guard of eldThe song-inspiring fount of Castalie-Thou, unto whom supremacy is givenAnd sway o'er realms of ...
AIR--_"Todlin' hame."_ I neither got promise of siller nor land With the bonnie wee darling who gave me ...
There I halted. Further down the hollowStood the township, where my errand lay.Firm my purpose, till a voice cried ...
'Twas eve. The length'ning shadows of the oakAnd weeping birch swept far adown the vale;And nought upon the hush and ...
Swiftly along these woodland ways, Where squirrels scud and thrushes sing,From the long trance of wintry days Wakes ...
CLEAR, golden, soft, the spring-tide sunshine beams, With tranquil splendour piercing grove and dingle, As though bright morning, noon, and ...
THOU so to deepest heart the hope divine Hast taken, that it blossoms forth anew; And lo! a vision opens ...
Where the sober-colored cultivator smiles On his byles; Where the cholera, the cyclone, and the crow Come and go; Where ...
We reflect this day on the essence of intimacy, from its origins in the spring-tide of youth to an afterward ...
On your birthday, today, there is time to reflect On the essence of our intimacy, From a beginning in the ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, ...
I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining, A bark o'er the waters move gloriously on; I came ...
So swift the hours are moving Unto the time unproved: Farewell my love unloving, Farewell my love beloved! What! are ...
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