Mary Queen Of Scots, An Historical Poem (Margaretta Wedderburn Poems)
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
'I have but oon hool hater,' quod Haukyn, 'I am the lasse to blameThough it be soiled and selde clene ...
If heaven has into being deign'd to callThy light, O Liberty! to shine on all;Bright intellectual Sun! why does thy ...
"_Man hard of heart to Man! ... of horrid things_ _Most horrid; midst stupendous highly strange:_ _Yet oft his courtesies are smoother ...
There's nought in nature that can purge a soul,But the Lamb's blood, which for our sins was slain;It cleanses ev'ry ...
By an old --pursued,A crazy prelate, and a royal prude;By dull divines, who look with envious eyesOn ev'ry genius that ...
Prithee, dear Nick, thy wicked Life amend,And take the Counsel of thy nearest Friend:No more, presumptuous Boy, with impious airs,Prefer ...
"GIVE me, to bless domestic life,With social ease, secure from strife,(Cries every fellow of a college)A wife, not overstock'd with ...
Incautious Youth, why do'st thou so mis-placeThy fine Encomiums on an e'er-blown Face;Which after all the Varcnish of thy Quill,Its ...
Cloe, as soon as she has plaid the Whore,Repents the Deed, and vows to do't no more;With the next Man ...
From mental mists to purge a nation's eyes;To animate the weak, unite the wise;To trace the deep infection, that prevadesThe ...
''Powers, erst of heaven; and, haply, yet again, As, with the years, we wiser, mightier grow, Thither, triumphant, destined to ...
Here me, ye smokeless skies and grass-green earth, Since by your sufferance still I breathe and live!Through you fond Nature ...
OH, listen, for my soul can bear no more; I crave not pardon; that I cannot win: Yet hear me, ...
The night-wind's shriek is pitiless and hollow, The boding bat flits by on sullen wing, And I sit ...
Once upon a time, in days remote,A politician bought a vote. The price he paid is not quite clear, But ...
THIS city's greatness glares - a wild obsession,New, crude, harsh, unremembering, un-romantlc;Some latent thing gropes here, unseen, gigantic,With Internecine commerce ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
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