Ovid To His Wife (Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld Poems)
MY aged head now stoops its honours low, Bow'd with the load of fifty winters' snow; And for the raven's ...
MY aged head now stoops its honours low, Bow'd with the load of fifty winters' snow; And for the raven's ...
EdwardHist, William! hist! what means that air so gay?Thy looks, thy dress, bespeak some holiday:Thy hat is brushed; thy hands, ...
——— and their voice, Turning again towards childish treble, pipes And whistles in its sound. ———The Muses are turned gossips; ...
PERFORMED BY A FAMILY PARTY ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF MR. AND MRS. C.'S MARRIAGE"To wake the soul by tender strokes ...
Say, ye who through this round of eighty yearsHave proved its joys and sorrows, hopes and fears,-Say, what is life, ...
As the poor schoolboy, when the slow-paced monthsHave brought vacation times, and one by oneHis playmates and companions all are ...
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