Rhodon And Iris. Act I (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
By Rome's old amphitheatre I stood, Still pretty perfect, on the Weymouth road, Within some half a mile of Dorchester. There had I ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Po. Bold foolish wickednesse is that Which walks by day, expos'd to the world's eie. Sinne is the daughter of the darkest ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail,The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale,Where oft the holy fathers pow'rs displayed,And ...
As A fair nymph, when rising from her bed, With sparkling diamonds dresses not her head, But without gold, or pearl, or ...
IN the far time of Earth's sweet maiden beauty,When Morning hung with rapture on her breast;When every sentient life paid ...
Dedicated by special permission to Her Most Gracious Majesty Queen Victoria.We cried, "How long!" We sighed, "Not yet;"And still with ...
THE LITTLE-NECK CLAMA modern verse-sequence, showing how a native American subject, strictly realistic, may be treated in various manners adapted ...
Unseal the city fountains, And let the waters flowIn coolness from the mountains Unto the plains below.My brain is parched and erring, The ...
What a twitter! what a tumult! what a whirr of wheeling wings!Birds of Passage hear the message which the Equinoctial ...
'. . . our language, forged in the dark bycenturies of violentpressure, underground,out of the stuff of dead life.'Thirsty and ...
Discord, fly on sooty pinions,To your gloomy dire dominions;For LAURIE, now our potent Lord,Engageth all to sweet concord.Let palms of ...
AN idle poet, dreaming in the sun,One given to much unhallowed vagrancyOf thought and step; who, when he comes to ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
I am a decay'd macaroni, My lodging's up three pair of stairs; My cheeks are grown wondrously bony, And grey, ...
Mr. Simkin B---n---r---d to Lady B---n---r---d, at --- Hall, North. Mr. B---n---r---d goes to the Rooms. His Opinion of Gaming. ...
Give me the life of a huntsman,It wants a lot of beating...I know, I've served my apprenticeshipWith that famous hunter, ...
Said the Presidential SkeletonI won't sign the billSaid the Speaker skeletonYes you willSaid the Representative SkeletonI objectSaid the Supreme Court ...
Know ye the land where the leaf of the myrtleIs bestow'd on good livers in eating sublime?Where the rage for ...
Welcome dear feast of Lent: who loves not thee, He loves not Temperance, or Authority, But is compos'd of passion. ...
(i) i believed in flower-power (the triumph of the meek) the thought that what a wind could bend was not ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand ...
As if a garden, our lives the joy, love, relationship connection with God, our families, our friends, neighbors, even strangers ...
not merely thanking God for the bounty, the abundance the individual gifts poured out heaped upon each one of us ...
prayers, or petition, of thanks an act of worship, corporate, private holy moments, without ceasing seeking the presence of God ...
Like an army general on parade reviewing the troops in the convoy tooling down the highway into battle I drove ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...
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