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 ...
My Lord,While flattering crowds officiously appearTo give themselves, not you, an happy year,And by the greatness of their presents proveHow ...
'Tis hard, my friend, to write in such an age,As damns not only poets, but the stage.That sacred art, by ...
A plain-built house, after so long a stay,Will send you half unsatisfied away;When, fallen from your expected pomp, you findA ...
1.On a bank, beside a willow,Heaven her covering, earth her pillow,Sad Amynta sigh'd alone:From the cheerless dawn of morningTill the ...
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