Faringdon Hill. Book II (Henry James Pye Poems)
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
The sultry hours are past, and Phobus nowSpreads yellower rays along the mountain's brow:The broken clouds unnumber'd tints display,Drinking the ...
Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,The power of beauty I remember yet,Which once inflamed my soul, and still ...
EXERCISE.Thro' various toils th' adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and ...
ARGUMENTZerbino for Gabrina, who a heartOf asp appears to bear, contends. O'erthrown,The Fleming falls upon the other part,Through cause of ...
A milk-white Hind, immortal and unchanged,Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged;Without unspotted, innocent within,She feared no danger, ...
______ Campos, ubi Troja fuit.Virg.Where Kensington, high o'er the neighbouring landsMidst greens and sweets, a regal fabric, stands,And sees each ...
Thy elder Look, Great Janus, castInto the long Records of Ages past:Review the Years in fairest Action drestWith noted White, ...
______ SacerdosFronde super mitram, & felici comptus oliva.Virg.To the Lord Privy SealContending kings, and fields of death, too longHave been ...
1876Sunning ourselves in October on a dayBalmy as spring, though the year was in decay,I lading my pipe, she stirring ...
While crowds of princes your deserts proclaim,Proud in their number to enrol your name;While emperors to you commit their cause,And ...
But in what modes that conflux of first-stuffDid found the multitudinous universeOf earth, and sky, and the unfathomed deepsOf ocean, ...
SCEN. 1.Acanthus, Anthophotus.An. Thou speak'st of things beyond beleefe, Acanthus.Ac. Too true it is, I shrewdly feare, For every circumstance makes it appeare That Rhodon ...
The manner of a Sinner's divorce from the Law in a work of Humiliation, and his Marriage to the Lord ...
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
And now good Reader, I return againTo talk with thee, who hast been at the painTo read throughout, and heed ...
The Fruits of the Believer's Marriage with Christ, particularly gospel-holiness and obedience to the Law as a rule.Sect. I.The sweet ...
I Pause, God, and ponder, ere Thou judgest me. Though it be doomsday, and the trampling winds Rush blindly through the stark and ...
ARGUMENT.Night comes on. Fingal gives a feast to his army, at which Swaran is present. The king commands Ullin his ...
When great Augustus govern'd ancient Rome,And sent his conquering bands to foreign wars,Abroad when dreaded, and beloved at home,He saw ...
BOOK I.I.I sing the Cross!—Ye white-robed angel choirs,Who know the chords of harmony to sweep,Ye who o'er holy David's varying ...
Sacred, O Glotta! be the following strains;Thy flow'ry borders, and thy pleasing plains,Inspire the Muse. Carnarvon, present be,I sing of ...
Hunger.See Famine.The Morning came, the Night, and Slumbers past,But still the furious Pangs of Hunger last:The cank'rous Rage still gnaws ...
Now come, this wisdom by my sweet toil soughtLook thou perceive, lest haply thou shouldst guessThat the white objects shining ...
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
1. To the Reader.Sermons and Epigrams haue a like end,To improue, to reproue, and to amend:Some passe without this vse, ...
Now come, this wisdom by my sweet toil soughtLook thou perceive, lest haply thou shouldst guessThat the white objects shining ...
Where the pure Derwent's waters glide Along their mossy bed,Close by the river's verdant side, A castle rear'd its head.The antient pile ...
Character of ZAMOR , a bard—His passion for ACILOE , daughter of the Cazique who rules the valley—The Peruvian tribe ...
Storm at Land.See Tempest.Oft have I seen, when now the Farmer broughtThe Reaper to his yellow Fields, and boundHis Sheaves ...
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