A Postscript unto the Reader (Michael Wigglesworth Poems)
And now good Reader, I return againTo talk with thee, who hast been at the painTo read throughout, and heed ...
And now good Reader, I return againTo talk with thee, who hast been at the painTo read throughout, and heed ...
In the gay and crowded cityWhere the tall and jostling roof-treesJealous seem of one another,Jealous of the ground they stand ...
Now is Mede the mayde and no mo of hem alle,With bedeles and baillies brought bifore the Kyng.The Kyng called ...
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
(Old English Manner.)APPRENTICED.Come out and hear the waters shoot, the owlet hoot, the owlet hoot; Yon crescent moon, a golden boat, ...
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
VESEY, of Verse the judge and friend,Awhile my idle strain attend:Not with the days of early Greece,I mean to ope ...
'Non multo post, Gengulphus, in domo sua dormiens, occisus est a quodam clerico qui cum uxore sua adulterare solebat. Cujus ...
I Time gathers to my name; Along the ways wheredown my feet have passed I see the years with little triumph crowned, Exulting not ...
The Argument.Whill Fortune houeres doutfull of hir cho'sNor peace nor warre on ether syd displaysHard fait anon prepaireth greatter voesGreat ...
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
Sure there are poets which did never dreamUpon Parnassus, nor did taste the streamOf Helicon; we therefore may supposeThose made ...
Hast thou sailed on the summer seaWhen its bosom lies in light?And have the scenes of life to theeBeen as ...
WE were down in the Indian Ocean, after sperm, and three years out;The last six months in the tropics, and ...
From Virtue's paths, when hapless men depart,The first avenger is the culprit's heart;There sits a judge, from whose severe decreeNo ...
And on such grounds it is that those who heldThe stuff of things is fire, and out of fireAlone the ...
And on such grounds it is that those who heldThe stuff of things is fire, and out of fireAlone the ...
HOW wonderful is Death, Death, and his brother Sleep! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue; The other, rosy as ...
1. To the Reader.Sermons and Epigrams haue a like end,To improue, to reproue, and to amend:Some passe without this vse, ...
You've seen his place, I reckon, friend? 'Twas rather kind ov tryin'.The way he made the dollars fly, Such gimcrack things a-buyin'-- He ...
And while he spoke there was a noise without;The curtains of the door were flung aside,And some with heavy feet ...
WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne'er attain, We are the curst!--who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God ...
Entranced I saw a vision in the cloudThat loitered dreaming in yon sunset sky,Full of fair shapes, half creatures of ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,The not-incurious in God's handiwork(This man's-flesh he hath admirably made,Blown like a bubble, kneaded like ...
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
Flood.See Deluge.-- Eridanus supreme of FloodsRush'd thro' the Forests, tore the lofty Woods,And rolling onward with a sweepy Sway,Bore Houses, ...
Can it be the sun descendingO'er the level plain of water?Or the Red Swan floating, flying,Wounded by the magic arrow,Staining ...
HENRY,AGED EIGHT YEARS.Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter—woodland hollows thickly strewing, Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid-day win,While ...
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
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