Poems to Mulgrave and Scroope (John Wilmot Poems)
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er, Whose images ...
All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams given o'er, Whose images ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
In th' isle ...
Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? O why Does that eclipsing hand of thine deny The sunshine of the ...
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
At five this morn, when Phoebus raised his head From Thetis' lap, I raised myself from bed, And mounting steed, ...
Chloe, In verse by your command I write. Shortly you'll bid me ride astride, and fight: These talents better with ...
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