An Epistle Of The Right Honourable Sir Robert Walpole (Richard Savage Poems)
Still let low wits, who sense nor honour prize,Sneer at all gratitude, all truth disguise;At living worth, because alive, exclaim,Insult ...
Still let low wits, who sense nor honour prize,Sneer at all gratitude, all truth disguise;At living worth, because alive, exclaim,Insult ...
O'er desolated fields, where moveTo War's dread notes th' embattled host,O Peace! display thy olive-wreath,And bid the gentle voice of ...
On the second Anniversary of our arrival inBarbados.1.TWO years have fled on downy wings away,Since we together hail'd this western ...
The flowers still bloom in fair Ionia's isles ;On Marathon the summer sun still smiles ;The zephyr in the balmy ...
O GENTLE Peace! celestial visitant!Thou friend to virtue, charity, and love,Whose smile can make a paradise on earth,Without whose presence ...
THIRD EPISTLE. LOUISATOEMMA,WRITTEN THE DAY AFTER SHE HAD RECEIVED FROM HEREUGENIO'S EXCULPATING LETTER. APRIL 21st, ...
Sweets of the wild! that breathe and bloom, On this lone tow'r, this ivy'd wall;Lend to the gale a ...
WHAT blest design in Albion's Council moves,Which earth with pleasure views, and heav'n approves?'Tis a design humanely just and kind,Worthy ...
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