Faringdon Hill. Book II (Henry James Pye Poems)
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
ANALYSIS OF PART I. Introduction.-Deluge.-Savage stopped by a river.-Tree blown across the stream.-Tree carried away by an inundation. -Raft.-Fishing.-Carried sea ...
A Poem In Two BooksNow with meridian force the orb of dayPours on our throbbing heads his sultry ray;O'er the ...
Where gentle Deva's lucid waters glide In slow meanders thro' the winding vale, And fertile Cestria's pastures green divide; Deep in the bosom ...
Of toil you say a moderate share In each pursuit should rise, Too much may make our hearts despair, Too little we despise: In ...
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