Cymon And Iphigenia. From Boccace (John Henry Dryden Poems)
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
Dedicated to the Memory of the Late Countess of Abingdon.As when some great and gracious monarch dies,Soft whispers first and ...
Our vows are heard betimes, and heaven takes careTo grant, before we can conclude the prayer;Preventing angels met it half ...
Now with a general peace the world was blest,While ours, a world divided from the rest,A dreadful quiet felt, and ...
My Lord,While flattering crowds officiously appearTo give themselves, not you, an happy year,And by the greatness of their presents proveHow ...
When lawless men their neighbours dispossess,The tenants they extirpate or oppress,And make rude havoc in the fruitful soil,Which the right ...
A plain-built house, after so long a stay,Will send you half unsatisfied away;When, fallen from your expected pomp, you findA ...
As needy gallants, in the scrivener's hands,Court the rich knaves that gripe their mortgaged lands;The first fat buck of all ...
The unhappy man, who once has trailed a pen,Lives not to please himself, but other men;Is always drudging, wastes his ...
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