Of The Enviovs (John Andrewes Poems)
Doe we not hold him mad, that in his handdare gripe an Adder, though he crush it dead?or seemes it ...
Doe we not hold him mad, that in his handdare gripe an Adder, though he crush it dead?or seemes it ...
On The Proposalls Of Certaine Ministers At The Committee ForPropagation Of The GospellCromwell, our cheif of men, who through a ...
Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloudNot of war only, but detractions rude,Guided by faith and matchless fortitude,To ...
My Flora frowns: What threatning Storms arise!She smiles: What new--born Glories deck the Skies! (Henry Baker)
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powrePerforce subdude my poor captived hart,And raging now therein with restlesse stowre,Doest ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
Mean time the Pagan deities, displeas'd To find the public storms so soon appeas'd, Studious attempt by new malicious ways, ...
The Moutaines hie the blustryng wids The fluds: ye Rocks wtstadThe Cities strong, the Canons shot, & threatning Cheiftains had.The ...
So have I seen a little silly FlyUpon a blazing Taper dart and die.The foolish Insect ravish'd with so brightAnd ...
SEest thou younder craggy Rock, Whose Head o'er-looks the swelling Main, Where never Shepherd fed his Flock, Or careful Peasant ...
AS those who pass the Alps do say, The Rocks which first oppose their way, And so amazing-High do show, ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn: The humble Sheep. a threatning horn: While the Lily white, shall in Love ...
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
For God has given us a language of monosyllables to prevent our clipping. For a toad enjoys a finer prospect ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
On The Proposalls Of Certaine Ministers At The Committee For Propagation Of The Gospell Cromwell, our cheif of men, who ...
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