An Allusion to Horace (John Wilmot Poems)
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
As some brave admiral, in former war, Deprived of force, but pressed with courage still, Two rival fleets appearing from ...
You ladies of merry England Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand, Pray, did you not lately observe in ...
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
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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