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 ...
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 ...
A Vision In that bless'd season, when descending snows, In robes of virgin white, the fields inclose; When Beaux, and Belles, their rural ...
An Epistle Yes, yes, my friend, I quit the fond pretence To cool reflection, and unbiass'd sense; Your hands have torn away the ...
Of all that Nature's rural prospects yield, The chrystal fountain and the flow'ry field, Enough, my Muse!-the force of Beauty trace Now in ...
A POETICAL ESSAY. The various powers by Nature's hand combin'd To fill with harmony the raptur'd mind; Whose forms, as diff'rent lustre they ...
To Epharmostus of Opus, on his Olympic and Pythian Victories. ARGUMENT. Pindar begins the Ode with mentioning the Hymn composed ...
A FRAGMENT. Now the loud winds with angry pinions sweep The laboring bosom of the stormy deep, The face of day o'erspread by ...
I.1 . The fading beam of parting day Forsakes the western sky, Now shines Diana's gentler ray With virgin majesty; Her face with milder glory ...
I.1. The fading gleam of parting day Forsakes the western sky, Now shines Diana's chaster ray With virgin majesty; Her face with milder glory bright Pales ...
Thee, sad Melpomene, I once again Invoke, nor ask the idly plaintive verse: Quit the light reed for sorrow's sober strain, And hang ...
Now has bright Sol fulfill'd his circling course, Again to Taurus roll'd his burning car, Since, cruel Prudence, thy resistless force Tore me ...
When the still Night withdrew her sable shroud, And left those climes with steps sedate and slow; While sad Aurora, kerchief'd in ...
WRITTEN AT MINSTED IN THE NEW FOREST O rising Sun! on this auspicious day With brighter beams gild every hill and grove; Ye ...
Like clustering tents upon the embattled mead, See Vitis thick her small pavilions spread. Beneath each silken veil, with studious care Five amorous ...
By CALLISTRATUS, On HARMODIUS and ARISTOGEITONIn myrtle wreaths my sword I bear,As, fir'd by zeal, the illustrious pairConceal'd from view ...
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