A Fancy (Edward Dyer Poems)
Hee that his mirth hath loste, Whose comfort is dismaid,Whose hope is vaine, whose faith is scorned, Whose trust is ...
Hee that his mirth hath loste, Whose comfort is dismaid,Whose hope is vaine, whose faith is scorned, Whose trust is ...
It is written: On the road between Jerusalem of oldAnd Jericho, a certain man was plundered of his gold.For he ...
"I SAW a man, by some accounted wise, For some things said and done before their eyes, Quite overcast, and, ...
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host, And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks, The bridle of his winged courser ...
WIGLAF his name was, Weohstan's son,linden-thane loved, the lord of Scylfings,Aelfhere's kinsman. His king he now sawwith heat under helmet ...
VOICE OF THE PEOPLE (wailing dismally):"Who can deliver us, Lord of our destiny! Out of the depths comes our passionate ...
FIRST PART. Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see; My company before is ...
Hushed was the ocean's stormy roar,Still as an infant's joy:There sat upon the rocky shoreA father and his boy.Far off ...
HROTHGAR spake, the Scyldings'-h elmet: —"For fight defensive, Friend my Beowulf,to succor and save, thou hast sought us here.Thy father's ...
"TO put new shingles on old roofs; To give old women wadded skirts; To treat premonitory coughs With ...
I Have sacrificed all, thou sayest, "that man I might succor; Vain the attempt; my reward was ...
No more lewd lays of lighter loves I sing,Nor teach my lustful muse abused to flyWith sparrows' plumes, and for ...
Lord, our God and Father up in heav'n, we praise Thy name:May Thy kingdom holy on this earth e'er be ...
Living in the vine, connected, to its strength to the love, life-giving succor sustenance of the vine feeding the branches, ...
Elizabeth told Essex That she could not forgive The clemency of Deity However -- might survive -- That secondary succor ...
Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body. My righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands ...
Confession of our poverty. Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee, But have ...
Prayer and hope of victory. For a day of prayer in time of war. Now may the God of power ...
"I Have sacrificed all," thou sayest, "that man I might succor; Vain the attempt; my reward was persecution and hate." ...
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host, And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks, The bridle of his winged courser ...
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
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