The Complaint And The Advice Of Dives, To His Five Brethren (Part 2) (Rees Prichard Poems)
A Deep and bottomless abyss,My drear and dismal dungeon is,And all its walls are rais'd so high,That none can o'er ...
A Deep and bottomless abyss,My drear and dismal dungeon is,And all its walls are rais'd so high,That none can o'er ...
I.Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose,With care his sweet person adorning,He put on his Sunday clothes.II.He drew on a ...
I have often thought there's a power Unknown to science or art, That opens and closes the portals That lead to the human ...
Bright smiles the face of bucksome day,And merry bells their changes ring ;But who is he in trim so gay,Whose ...
LIKE fairy groupes beneath the forest shade,With moonlight faintly scatter'd o'er the scene,In long perspective stretching to the view,The shadowy ...
A story that has for its background Saint Patrick's Purgatory.Characters:JONATHAN SWIFT and ESTHER VANHOMRIGHESTHERI know the answer: 'tis ingenious.I'm tired ...
THE curtain rose; in thunders long and loudThe galleries rung; the veteran actor bowed.In flaming line the telltales of the ...
MENALCASWhy, Mopsus, being both together met,You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds,I to sing ditties, do we not sit ...
PART I.A small dell, open on one side to the surrounding country. An altar-mound of green turf. Adam and Eve ...
DEAR Agnes, gleamed with joy and dashed with tears,O'er us have glided almost sixty yearsSince we on Bothwell's bonny braes ...
Aloft on the brow of a mountain, And hard by a clear running fountain, In neat little cot, Content with her lot, Retired, there ...
WHEN evening's pale light had retired from the plain,And night had the valley o'erspread;When the dew was converted to big ...
THOU God of might, who dost o'er hosts preside,Who dost alone the doubtful battle guide,Who dost alone the joyful vict'ry ...
Come, pensive sage, who lovest to dwellIn some retired Lapponian cell,Where, far from noise and riot rude,Besides sequester'd solitude.Come, and ...
A Renaissance Woman'sAutobiographical PoemNouember the 10th 1632The Memorandum of Martha MoulsworthWiddoweThe tenth day of the winter month NouemberA day which ...
ROBERT RAWLIN!--Frosts were fallingWhen the ranger's horn was callingThrough the woods to Canada.Gone the winter's sleet and snowing,Gone the spring-time's ...
I. Abash'd the rebel squadrons yield— MACBETH , the victor of the field, Exulting, past the blasted wild; And where his dark o'erhanging towers Frown ...
'At last he is dead'So the wondering, horror-struck neighbours said, A skilful touch of his knife Has cut the thread of a ...
While we to Jove select the holy victimWhom apter shall we sing than Jove himself,The god for ever great, for ...
XXXIThe villain flies, he, full of rage and ire,Pursues, she stood and wondered on them both,But yet to follow them ...
I.A dancing shape, an image gay,To haunt, to startle, and waylay.And yet a Woman, still and bright,With something of an ...
Billy's dead and gone to glory - so has Billy's sister Nell:There's a tale I know about them were I ...
"Oh saw ye e'er sic witless bairns, Sic wasterie o' blessin's gien?Oh had they dree'd what we ha'e dree'd, Oh had they ...
A bachelor gray, was Valentine Brown;He lived in a mansion just out of the town,A mansion spacious and grand;He was ...
A BRAVE young poet born in days of Eld,Dwelt 'mid the frozen Northlands; he beheld,And wondering, sung the marvels of ...
GLAUCUS, the fisher, sat his tossing craft:The sun was dying on the Roman lake,And, save where Day, departing, grimly laughed,The ...
A. In God, the Father, whose Almighty Pow'r Did heav'n, earth, sea, into existence call, I do believe, and ever will adore Him, ...
Here on the blind verge of infinityWe live ard move like moles. Our crumbling trenchGapes like a long wound in ...
SHOU'D Satan promise thee, or house or land,If thou wou'dst kneel and worship at his feet :Tell him, he has ...
THE fires blazed bright till deep midnight,And the guests sat in the hall,And the Lord of the feast, Lord John ...
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