The Fan : A Poem. Book I. (John Gay Poems)
I sing that graceful toy, whose waving play,With gentle gales relieves the sultry day.Not the wide fan by Persian dames ...
I sing that graceful toy, whose waving play,With gentle gales relieves the sultry day.Not the wide fan by Persian dames ...
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
Respectfully dedicated to BISHOP BENJAMIN W. ARNETT, A life-long and devoted friend and a noble and loyal citizen whose work ...
The hostility of the kindred races of Pandu and Kuru forms one of the great circles of Indian fable. It fills ...
JUNE 8, 1881THREE paths there be where Learning's favored sons,Trained in the schools which hold her favored ones,Follow their several ...
Magnificent Creature! so stately and bright!In the pride of thy spirit pursuing thy flight;For what hath the child of the ...
Should poverty, modest and clean, E'er please, when presented to view, Should cabin on brown heath, or green, Disclose aught engaging to you, Should ...
Bees.See Labour.Of all the mute Creation, These aloneA public Weal, and common Int'rest know,Imbody'd: and subsist by certain Laws.Mindful of ...
I.With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,Wide waves the morn her golden wing;With countless variegated beamsThe empurpled orient glows and ...
IMUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,Plumed like empastured Caesars of the skyWith a god's helmet; now, in the gold ...
In Windsor Terrace, number four, I've taken my abode-A little crescent from the street, A bight from City Road;And, hard up and ...
In a quiet, pleasant meadow, Beneath a summer sky, Where green old trees their branches waved, And winds went singing by; Where a little ...
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
At length the great decisive Year is come,And Britain triumphs o'er the Wiles of Rome,No more in Frowns our Holy ...
"Great Mother of great Commonwealths" Men call our Mother State: And she so well has earned this name That she may challenge Fate To ...
I.O'er bush and briar Childe Launcelot sprungWith ardent hopes elate,And loudly blew the horn that hungBefore Sir Hornbook's gate.The inner ...
We do not know each other—'tis the phraseOf the cold, artful world which I abhor;But in my heart I hear ...
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful springOf ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing!Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil give,And taught'st ...
Harp of my soul, though thou hast hung Suspended from the willow boughTill much distorted, warped and sprung, And discord reigns within ...
"Oh, dear, with the just unfolded tender leaflets of Mango trees as his incisive arrows, and with shining strings of ...
Here at thy broad sea gate,On the ultimate ocean wave,Where millions in hope have entered in,Joyous, elateA home and a ...
Thus spoke to my lady the knight full of care,"Let me have your advice in a weighty affair.This Hamilton's bawn, ...
'She shall marry me yet,' he smiling said -Smiling, and under his breath - but redAs flame his dark cheek ...
I.AH, yes, 't is sweet still to remember,Though 't were less painful to forget;For while my heart glows like an ...
1I the first man, the majestyOf creatures, Time's tall birth,Spring at God's finger-touch erect,Glorying upon earth.Above me the blue solemn ...
Where beauteous Belmont rears her modest browTo view Sabrina's silver waves below,Lived young Ianthe, fair as beauty's Queen;She reign'd unrivall'd ...
Thogh brutal beestes be irrational,That is to say, wantand, discretioun,Yit ilk ane in their kindes naturalHas many divers inclinatioun:The bair ...
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer:Of France the pride and honour I aver;The Holy Ampoule and delicious wine,Which ...
Thus Mommus spoke. When sage Minerva rose,From her sweet lips smooth elocution flows,Her skilful hand an ivory pallet grac'd,Where shining ...
From the Latin of Addison.The pygmy-people, and the feather'd train,Mingling in mortal combat on the plain,I sing. Ye Muses, favour ...
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