An Ode – In Imitation of Horace, Book III. Ode II. (Matthew Prior Poems)
How long, deluded Albion, wilt thou lieIn the lethargic sleep, the sad reposeBy which thy close thy constant enemyHas softly ...
How long, deluded Albion, wilt thou lieIn the lethargic sleep, the sad reposeBy which thy close thy constant enemyHas softly ...
O lady! if, until this hour,I've gazed in those bewildering eyes,Yet never owned their touching power,But when thou couldst not ...
The poet's song, and the bird's, And the waters' that chant as they runAnd the waves' that kiss the beach, And the ...
TO J. F. CLARKEWHO is the shepherd sent to lead,Through pastures green, the Master's sheep?What guileless 'Israelite indeed'The folded flock ...
AMID the loveliest of all lonely vales,Couched in soft silences of mountain calm,And broadly shadowed both by pine and palm,O'er ...
O wherefore write thy thoughts in careful measure? It cannot be thine own voice gives thee joy, In song is there an ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
1 BLESSED was she that bare, Hidden in flesh most fair,For all men's sake ...
May this dreary abode be for ever unknown, For ever, by virtue, by Pity, untrod;Unbreathed be his name, and unhonor'd ...
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