A Congratulatory Epistle From His Holiness The Pope To The Reverend Dr. Snape (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
While You, dread Sir, whom partial Heav'n denies,The fruitful Vineyard and Cis--Alpine Skies,O'er frozen Heights and chilling Desarts stray,Far from ...
In the dark Backward of six thousand Years,(So Moses writes and all our Christian Seers)The World, a rude, unfashion'd Embryo ...
Tho' proud Del---ne, for nameless, partial Ends,Throws me at Distance from my letter'd Friends;And, not content to banish from his ...
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
Whence does this sudden, fatal Change proceed?For lo! Despair on ev'ry Brow I read,All shake their mournful Heads and pensive ...
I. Oh ponder well! do not me blameOh ponder well! do not me blameFor Follies that are past,If e'er I'm guilty ...
If yet, my Lord, your Sorrows find relief,And a short Pause succeeds your weighty Grief;With Candour this unwelcome Verse peruse,The ...
Condemn not, Madam, as I write in Haste,My Thoughts confus'd, or any Word misplac'd.Of cens'ring Tongues I scorn the little ...
Hail to the Light of this revolving Morn,On which such Beauty to the World was born,Or rather made--for thus Traditions ...
Whilst on thy Golden Locks I gaze,And what I like sincerely praise,Coldly you turn your Head away,And tax with Flattery ...
At length this Oak, all canker'd round,And rotten to the Heart,Became the Nuisance of the Ground,And play'd the Tyrant's Part.His ...
O Princess, form'd with every Grace,Fair Offspring of our Brunswick Race,In whom such various Charms are join'd,Beauty, Good--nature, Strength of ...
Must Brunswick and his Friends for ever bear,The keen Resentments of the British Fair?Still crown'd with Glory, must he curse ...
While You, dear Tom, in London City,Associate with the fair and witty,And, gayly rambling o'er the Town,Take the brisk Juice ...
E'er the sixth Age the Christian Faith decreas'd,And stubborn Errors spread o'er all the East;The Judas Priest, debauch'd with sensual ...
In the County of Norfolk, that Paradise Land,Whose Riches and Power doth all Europe command,There stands a great House (and ...
Caelia to many does the Venus seem,Of all the reigning Nymphs near Isis Stream,The Toast of Coxcombs, and the Poet's ...
Can Indignation so much Rage infuse?And dwells there then such Malice in a Muse?The sacred Nine, genteel and debonair,Scorn to ...
While Strephon's Verse, with honest Rage reprovesFat Caelia's Pride, and Tyrrel's guilty Loves:Caelia confronted, haughty Airs forgets,And loaded with her ...
Hail, O Belinda, flatter'd Fair,With brazen Front, and colour'd Hair;With no small Prominence of Chin,A doubtful Fame, a borrow'd Skin,Whose ...
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