An Ode – In Imitation of Horace, Book III. Ode II. (Matthew Prior Poems)
How long, deluded Albion, wilt thou lieIn the lethargic sleep, the sad reposeBy which thy close thy constant enemyHas softly ...
How long, deluded Albion, wilt thou lieIn the lethargic sleep, the sad reposeBy which thy close thy constant enemyHas softly ...
Beyond the fix'd and settl'd RulesOf Vice and Virtue in the Schools,Beyond the Letter of the Law,Which keeps our Men ...
At Mary's tomb (sad sacred place!)The Virtues shall their vigils keep,And every Muse and every GraceIn solemn state shall ever ...
What can I say? What Arguments can proveMy Truth? What Colors can describe my Love?If it's Excess and Fury be ...
Apollo.Abate, fair fugitive, abate thy speed,Dismiss thy fears, and turn thy beauteous head;With kind regard a panting lover view;Less swiftly ...
Wiessen and nature held a long contestIf she created or he painted best;With pleasing thought the wondrous combat grew,She still ...
What charms you have, from what high race you sprung,Have been the pleasing subjects of my song:Unskill'd and young, yet ...
Forbear to ask Me, why I weep;Vext Cloe to her Shepherd said:'Tis for my Two poor stragling SheepPerhaps, or for ...
The pride of every grove I chose,The violet sweet and lily fair,The dappled pink and blushing rose,To deck my charming ...
Dear Howard, from the soft assaults of lovePoets and painters never are secure;Can I untouch'd the fair one's passions move,Or ...
Thus Kitty, beautiful and young,And wild as colt untamed,Bespoke the fair from whence she sprung,With little rage inflamed.Inflamed with rage ...
Here reading how fond Adam was betray'd,And how by sin Eve's blasted charms decay'd,Our common loss unjustly you complain,So small ...
Cloe beauty has, and wit,And an air that is not common;Every charm in her does meet,Fit to make a handsome ...
Yes, fairest Proof of Beauty's Pow'r,Dear Idol of My panting Heart,Nature points This my fatal Hour:And I have liv'd; and ...
Of thy judicious Muse's sense,Young Hinchinbroke so very proud is,That Sacharissa and HortenseShe looks henceforth upon as dowdies.Yet she to ...
Releas'd from the noise of the butcher and baker Who, my old friends be thanked, did seldom forsake her, And ...
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