Ode IX: To Curio (Mark Akenside Poems)
I.Thrice hath the spring beheld thy faded fame Since I exulting grasp'd the tuneful shell: Eager through endless years to sound thy ...
I.Thrice hath the spring beheld thy faded fame Since I exulting grasp'd the tuneful shell: Eager through endless years to sound thy ...
I.Whither is Europe's ancient spirit fled?Where are those valiant tenants of her shore,Who from the warrior bow the strong dart ...
Too much my heart of Beauty's power hath known,Too long to Love hath reason left her throne;Too long my genius ...
I.Believe me, Edwards, to restrainThe licence of a railer's tongueIs what but seldom men obtainBy sense or wit, by prose ...
I.O rustic herald of the spring,At length in yonder woody valeFast by the brook I hear thee sing;And, studious of ...
Approach in silence. 'tis no vulgar taleWhich I, the Dryad of this hoary oak,Pronounce to mortal ears. The second ageNow ...
Whoe'er thou art whose path in summer liesThrough yonder village, turn thee where the groveOf branching oaks a rural palace ...
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