Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto XIII (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE PLEASVRE OF RETIREMENT. The Reinvitation. THEOPHISA's fill'd wth Sweetness, & so Fair: Her Eyes so mild, her Breath perfumes ...
THE PLEASVRE OF RETIREMENT. The Reinvitation. THEOPHISA's fill'd wth Sweetness, & so Fair: Her Eyes so mild, her Breath perfumes ...
TO David Garrick, Esq;——— Ridiculum acriFortius ac melius magnas plerumque secat res. HoracePreface:The Author begs Leave to premise, that in ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you ...
Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me;and did you know ...
At Cleversulzbach in the Underland A hundred and thirteen years did I stand Up on the tower in wind and ...
The Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feasts Excited the spleen of the Birds and the Beasts: For their mirth ...
I stood upon a crowded thoroughfare,Within a city's confines, where were metAll classes and conditions, and surveyed,From a secluded niche ...
On a warm sunny day, in the midst of July,A lazy young pig lay stretched out in his sty,Like some ...
After the funeral, mule praises, brays,Windshake of sailshaped ears, muffle-toed tapTap happily of one peg in the thickGrave's foot, blinds ...
It is not Spring-not yet-But at East Schaghticoke I saw an ivory birchLifting a filmy red mantle of knotted budsAbove ...
Come, Anthea, let us two Go to feast, as others do: Tarts and custards, creams and cakes, Are the junkets ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
I lived among great houses, Riches drove out rank, Base drove out the better blood, And mind and body shrank. ...
Ye ancient Maids, who ne'er must prove The early joys of youth and love, Whose names grim Fate (to whom ...
"the withness of the body" --Whitehead The heavy bear who goes with me, A manifold honey to smear his face, ...
Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things - The song of birds, the rapture of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, ...
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- The wild waves whist-- Foot ...
COME unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- The wild waves whist,-- Foot ...
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