Sonnets (Peter John Allan Poems)
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
Drawn up in three divisions, soon as the English foundThat the Frenchmen were advancing, they started from the ground,Alarm'd, and burning in ...
I STOOD upon a mountain, lip to lipWith rosy morning, and her breathing cameRefreshingly upon my fever'd brow;I felt my ...
We do not know each other—'tis the phraseOf the cold, artful world which I abhor;But in my heart I hear ...
Thou ancient pine! beneath whose lofty shade, Pensive I watch the sun's declining ray,Thy glorious crown no scorching sun can fade, Nor ...
Before Granada's fated walls the Christian legions stand,A numerous and a valiant—but why a sullen band?The politic, wise Ferdinand's injunctions they ...
The angels best beloved of Heaven,Stand ever nearest to the throne;To these, and but to these, is given,Unveil'd their glorious ...
WHEN we steal from the selfish world awayTo dream of fame through the live-long day,In the dusky shade of the ...
How sweet the sound of words divineFrom lips of innocence like thine!Fancy, whene'er that strain you sing,Delights to spread her ...
I love the mournful music of the wind Among the willows on an autumn eve,Sighing as though some gentle spirit pined, Condemn'd ...
MILD evening's dewy azure sleeps softly in your eyes,And darkly brown and beautiful thy tresses down- ward fall,Like a gushing of ...
God gave the eagle wings to soarAloft, and heaven's high arch explore With keen undazzled sight.God gave to man the winged ...
What recks it me of Gyges' lot?His wealth and power I envy not. My beard with scented oils shall shine,The rose ...
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