The Retreat From Moscow (George Moses Horton Poems)
Sad Moscow, thy fate do I see,Fire! fire! in the city all cry;Like quails from the eagle all flee,Escape in ...
Sad Moscow, thy fate do I see,Fire! fire! in the city all cry;Like quails from the eagle all flee,Escape in ...
Thou may'st with pleasure hail the dawn,And greet the morning's eye;Remember, king, the night comes on,The fleeting day will soon ...
When Tiger left his native yard, He did not many ills regard, A fleet and harmless cur; Indeed, he was ...
'Tis bitter, yet 'tis sweet, Scratching effects but transient ease; Pleasure and pain together meet, And vanish as they please. ...
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