Epistle To A Young Clergyman (Patrick Branwell Bronte Poems)
My youthful brother, oft I long To write to you in prose or song; With no pretence to judgment strong, But warm affection, May ...
My youthful brother, oft I long To write to you in prose or song; With no pretence to judgment strong, But warm affection, May ...
An orator dismal of Nottinghamshire,Who has forty years let out his conscience to hire,Out of zeal for his country, and ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight hereExalts the vast and busy LibraryAnd seems to set the bookshelves back in ...
If, dearest Dismal, you for once can dineUpon a single dish, and tavern wine,Toland to you this invitation sends,To eat ...
Though a strong vanity may you persuade — -You are not for a politician made;Your tropes are drawn from Robin ...
What gives us that fantastic fit, That all our judgment and our wit To vulgar custom we submit?Treason, theft, murder, and all ...
Too oft the poet in elaborate verse,Flushed with quaint images and gorgeous tropes,Casteth a doubtful light, which is not hope's,On ...
Lysander talks extremely well;On any subject let him dwellHis tropes and figures will content yeHe should possess to all degreesThe ...
The Representation.ARGUMENT. Mundus Opes, Animam Coelum, Terramque resumpsit Terra: DEUS, Vitam cum tulit, Ipse dedit. Solus Amor facit esse DEUM; ...
ADVICE; OR THE 'SQUIRE AND THE PRIEST.A wealthy Lord of far-extended landHad all that pleased him placed at his command;Widow'd ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
In Days of yore the Story goes,A subterranean Castle rose;Which rear'd its Head a wond'rous Height,The Work of some ingenious ...
Muse! Rise, and plume thy Feet, and let's convers This Mor'n together: Let's rehers Last Evening's Sweets; and run one ...
As to a northern people (whom the sun Uses just as the Romish church has done Her prophane laity, and ...
Within my mind I keep a holy plot, Where such ideas as wear unsullied white May move through scenes of ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
Let dainty wits cry on the sisters nine, That, bravely mask'd, their fancies may be told; Or, Pindar's apes, flaunt ...
In stilly grove beside the sea He mingles colours, measures space; A bronze and breezy man is he, Yet peace ...
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