The Art Of Preserving Health. Book III (John Armstrong Poems)
EXERCISE.Thro' various toils th' adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and ...
Poems about tinctures (11 Poems)
A Litany (John Donne Poems)
I.THE FATHER. FATHER of Heaven, and Him, by whom It, and us for it, and all else for us, Thou madest, and govern'st ...
Eclogue (John Donne Poems)
I6I3, DECEMBER 26.ALLOPHANES FINDING IDIOS IN THE COUNTRY IN CHRISTMAS TIME, REPREHENDS HIS ABSENCE FROM COURT, AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE EARL OF SOMERSET ; IDIOS GIVES AN ACCOUNT OF HIS PURPOSE THEREIN, AND OF HIS ACTIONS THERE. ALLOPHANES.UNSEASONABLE man, statue of ice,What could to ...
The Scots Apostasie (John Cleveland Poems)
Is't come to this? What shall the cheeks of fame Stretch'd with the breath of learned Loudon's name, Be flogg'd again? And ...
Mrs. Merdle Discourseth Of Wishes And Her Sufferings (Horatio Alger Jr Poems)
'If wishes were horses'--I've heard when a girl-- 'If wishes were horses, the beggars would ride'-- If wishes were pheasants, I'd wish ...
A CONJURATION: TO ELECTRA (Robert Herrick Poems)
By those soft tods of wool,With which the air is full;By all those tinctures thereThat paint the hemisphere;By dews and ...
The New Bath Guide: Part I, Letter II (Christopher Anstey Poems)
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at--- Hall, North.Mr. B---n---r---d's Reflections on his Arrival at Bath.--The Case of Himself and ...
The Bell-Founder Part I – Labour And Hope (Denis Florence MacCarthy Poems)
In that land where the heaven-tinted pencil giveth shape to thesplendour of dreams,Near Florence, the fairest of cities, and Arno, ...
THE LILY IN A CRYSTAL (Robert Herrick Poem)
You have beheld a smiling rose When virgins' hands have drawn O'er it a cobweb-lawn: And here, you see, this ...
LIFE IS THE BODY’S LIGHT (Robert Herrick Poems)
Life is the body's light; which, once declining, Those crimson clouds i' th' cheeks and lips leave shining:- Those counter-changed ...
A Conjuration To Electra (Robert Herrick Poem)
By those soft tods of wool With which the air is full; By all those tinctures there, That paint the ...