The Fourth Ode of the First Book of Horace Imitated (Mary Wortley Montagu Poems)
Solvitur acris hyems grata vice verisSharp winter now dissolv'd, the linnet sing,The grateful breath of pleasing Zephyrs bringThe welcome joys ...
Solvitur acris hyems grata vice verisSharp winter now dissolv'd, the linnet sing,The grateful breath of pleasing Zephyrs bringThe welcome joys ...
What is this urge, this hastening,This lashing something which besets all creation?I watch the moving clouds making their wayIn haste ...
ON the first of spring, walking along the Embankment,Light-footed, light-headed, eager in mind and heart,I found my spirit keyed to ...
Away, dark thoughts, you autumn clouds!A golden spring is here!Shall it be thus in sorrow and in lamentationThat my youthful ...
Lines Addressed To A Friend On Receiving From Him A Volume of "The Parnassus Journal."Owre a Parnassus I hae wannert,Wi' ...
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire,Your fame to raise,Upon its blaze,Alas! ye do but light your funeral pyre!Tempting ...
Radiant notes piercing my narrow-chested room, beating down through my ceiling- smeared with unshapen belly-prints of dreams drifted out of ...
Addressed To An Amiable Young Lady On Presenting Her With Some VioletsACCEPT, sweet Anne, the gift I bring,The first fair ...
Let the mouth of the liar, forsooth, be filled with dust;But kiss the man's mouth, that uttereth truthful words!Every deed ...
Widow of the late EZEKIEL WILLIAMS, Esq., and Daughter of ChiefJustice Oliver Ellsworth, died at Hartford, February 28th, 1860,aged 87.She ...
Most tangible of all the gods that be,O Santa Claus-- our own since Infancy!As first we scampered to thee-- now, ...
Fifty years spent before I found me,Wind on my mouth and the taste of the rain,Where the great hills circled ...
Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowingUnder the sky's gray arch;Smiling, I watch the shaken elm-boughs, knowingIt ...
From snowy plains, and icy sprays,From moonless nights, and sunless days,Welcome, poor bird! I'll cherish thee;I love thee, for thou ...
Still waters run deep and life is deeper still,The meaning of time and the passing of days,Like the tranquil pond ...
THERE is a little hint of spring,A subtle, silent, unseen thingBy shadowed wall and open way,And I, a gypsy for ...
Come, gentle Venus! and assuageA warring world, a bleeding age.For nature lives beneath thy ray,The wintry tempests haste away,A lucid ...
IThe tufted gold of the sassafras,And the gold of the spicewood-bush,Bewilder the ways of the forest pass,And brighten the underbrush:The ...
There is an isle in an unfurrowed seaThat I wot of, whereon the whole year roundThe apple-blossoms and the rosebuds ...
On the warm Sunday afternoonsAnd every evening in the Spring and SummerWhen the night hurries the late home-cornerAnd the air ...
AUTUMNA GOOD stay-at-home season is Autumn: then there'swork to be joined in by all:Though the fawns, where the brackens make ...
The Town Karnteel--! It's who'll revealIts praises jushtifiable?For who can sing av anythingSo lovely and reliable?Whin Summer, Spring, or Winter ...
To hear her sing--to hear her sing-- It is to hear the birds of Spring In dewy groves on blooming sprays Pour out ...
White moons may come, white moons may go—She sleeps where early blossoms blow;Knows nothing of the leafy June,That leans above ...
So Diamonds sparkle, and thy Mistriss eyes;When tis not Fire but light in either flyes.Beauty not thaw'd by lustful flames ...
Who watched the worn-out Winter die? Who, peering through the window-pane At nightfall, under sleet and rainSaw the old graybeard totter by?Who ...
THE simple Jane was sent to bring Fresh water from the neighb'ring spring; The matter pressed, no time to waste, Jane took her ...
" Hic cinis - ubique fama."Behold the mossed corner-stone dropped from the wall,And gaze on its date - but remember ...
There was a child, bright as the summer prime, Fair as a flower. Not long his speaking eyes Had uttered meaning: nature's ...
There was a child that screamed,And if it was the gathering tingling dark,Or if it was the tingling silencesBetween few ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories