The Battle of the Summer Islands : Canto 1 (Edmund Waller Poems)
What fruits they have, and how heaven smilesUpon those late-discovered isles.Aid me, Bellona, while the dreadful fightBetwixt a nation and ...
What fruits they have, and how heaven smilesUpon those late-discovered isles.Aid me, Bellona, while the dreadful fightBetwixt a nation and ...
Look down from heaven, and behold and visit this vine.Psalm lxxx. 14. The spot where I loiter'd was lonely and ...
Uninterruptedly falls the snow,Like meagre, long wool-strands, scant and slow,O'er the meagre, long plain disconsolate.Cold with lovelessness, warm with hate.Infinite, ...
"WHAT! dost thou pray that the outgone tide be rolled back on the strand, The flame be rekindled that mounted ...
FROM THE NOVEL OF CELESTINA. Supposed to have been written in the Hebrides. ON this lone island, whose unfruitful breastFeeds ...
Water and marble and that silentnessWhich is not broken by a wheel or hoof;A city like a water-lily, lessSeen than ...
Legend I saw three ships go sailing by, Over the sea, the lifting sea, And the wind rose in the ...
"Man wants but little here below." LITTLE I ask; my wants are few; I only wish a hut of stone, ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
The critical attitude Strikes many people as unfruitful That is because they find the state Impervious to their criticism But ...
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
We must not force events, but rather make The heart soil ready for their coming, as The earth spreads carpets ...
I Beyond the hollow sunset, ere a star Take heart in heaven from eastward, while the west, Fulfilled of watery ...
Inside this northern summer's fold The fields are full of naked gold, Broadcast from heaven on lands it loves; The ...
You think I cannot understand. Ah, but I do... I have been wrung with anger and compassion for you. I ...
Since you remember Nimmo, and arrive At such a false and florid and far drawn Confusion of odd nonsense, I ...
Heroic Good, target for which the young Dream in their dreams that every bow is strung, And, missing, sigh Unfruitful, ...
'Tis strange that in a land so strong So strong and bold in mighty youth, We have no poet's voice ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
I wonder, can the night go by; Can this shot arrow of travel fly Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the ...
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