To my dead friend Ben Johnson (Henry King Poems)
I see that wreath which doth the wearer arm'Gainst the quick strokes of thunder, is no charmTo keep off deaths ...
I see that wreath which doth the wearer arm'Gainst the quick strokes of thunder, is no charmTo keep off deaths ...
Most worthy renomed prices/& lady souerayne Pepyn and Budde/naturally takyng productyon Of the rubifyde rose/and granate of Spayne your noble fame/gyueth vs playne ...
Dear Alice! you'll laugh when you know it, --Last week, at the Duchess's ball,I danced with the clever new poet, ...
Plutus. Would you silence a Patriot committee, Touch their lips with this magical Wand; Through country, and senate, and city, 'Tis the lock and ...
Madam, Since Anna visited the muse's seat,(Around her tomb let weeping angels wait)Hail, thou, the brightest of thy sex, and ...
With toilsome steps I pass thro' life's dull road(No pack-horse half so tired of his load);And when this dirty journey ...
I.Come then, tell me, sage divine,Is it an offence to ownThat our bosoms e'er inclineToward immortal glory's throne?For with me ...
In that soft season, when descending show'rsCall forth the greens, and wake the rising flow'rs;When op'ning buds salute the welcome ...
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
Oh! hideous fiend, of form uncouth, With jaundic'd eye, and canker'd tooth, Fell Envy, why dost thou profane The labours ...
CHAUNTED BY JACK SAVAGE, AT THE LIFE-WAKE OF THE FINE ARKANSAS GENTLEMAN, WHO DIED BEFORE HIS TIME, 1859.(Occasioned by a ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
When I and all those that hear me shall have gone to our last home, andwhen the mould may have ...
Strophe I.Ye shades, where sacred truth is sought;Groves, where immortal Sages taught;Where heav'nly visions of Plato fir'd,And Epicurus lay inspir'd!In ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
Bolt and bar the shutter, For the foul winds blow: Our minds are at their best this night, And I ...
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
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