Alma; or, The Progress of the Mind. In Three Cantos. – Canto II. (Matthew Prior Poems)
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
IOf men, nay beasts; worse, monsters; worst of all,Incarnate fiends, English Italianate;Of priests, O no! mass-priests, priests-cannibal,Who make their Maker, ...
I STOOD upon a mountain, lip to lipWith rosy morning, and her breathing cameRefreshingly upon my fever'd brow;I felt my ...
A voice of lamentation From the islands of the Sea!Alas, thou sorrowing Nation, Bereaved — alas for thee!The wail as of a ...
iAt Turney in Flanders I was bornFore-doomed to splendour and sorrow,For I was a king when they cut the corn,And ...
False world, thy malice I espieWith what thou hast designed;And therein with thee to comply,Who likewise are combined:But, do thy ...
That thing which be the ye of ye be intangible,For it is the individual expressionOf the Great God's impulse in ...
The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy;For ...
Deign at my hands this crown of prayer and praise,Weaved in my lone devout melancholy,Thou which of good hast, yea, ...
Beloved, we have known long hours of quietude, sweet paths of shadow.Never a fear, yet we have confided wonderingly of ...
I.Fallen the lofty halls, where vassal crowds Drank in the dawn of Gertrude's natal day. The dungeon roof an ...
IOne fairest of the ripe unwedded leftHer shadow on the Sage's path; he found,By common signs, that she had done ...
In Arthur's court Tom Thumb did live, A man of mickle might ;The best of all the table round, ...
I.THE sun is hot in the noisy street,So hot on a summer day,And people pass with such busy feet,There's never ...
WHEN Jove, in anger to the sons of the earth,Bid artful Vulcan give Pandora birth,And sent the fatal gift which ...
Reynard, the Fox, was asked to a party."Come", they said, in your Sunday best,For we like good form, tho' the ...
SHE bowed her face among them all, as one By one they rose and went. A little scorn They showed-a ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
Posts, shards of thoughts Captured on pads, in journals Notes in the margin, doodles for outlines Is that someone I ...
The mule-skinner was Bill Jerome, the passengers were three; Two tinhorns from the dives of Nome, and Father Tim McGee. ...
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