Palmyra (1st Edition) (Thomas Love Peacock Poems)
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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 ...
---anankta ton pant(Thomas Love Peacock)
Forasmuch as the Canter's and Fanatic's LordSayeth peace and joy are by me abhorred;And would fill each Sunday with gloom ...
RECITATIVE. MR. PAPERSTAMP:Jack Horner's CHRISTMAS PIE my learned nurseInterpreted to ...
I play'd with you 'mid cowslips blowing,When I was six and you were four;When garlands weaving, flower-balls throwing,Were pleasures soon ...
August, 1842with a remembrance of August, 1807I gaze, where August's sunbeam fallsAlong these grey and lonely walls,Till in its light ...
The poor man's sins are glaring;In the face of ghostly warningHe is caught in the factOf an overt act---Buying greens ...
Nay, deem me not insensible, Cesario,To female charms; nor think this heart of mineIs cas'd in adamant; because, forsooth,I cannot ...
In life three ghostly friars were we,And now three friarly ghosts we be.Around our shadowy table placed,The spectral bowl before ...
Seamen three! What men be ye?Gotham's three wise men we be.Whither in your bowl so free?To rake the moon from ...
Accept, bright spirit, reft in life's best bloomThis votive wreath to thy untimely tomb.Formed to adorn all scenes, and charm ...
Long night succeeds thy little day;Oh blighted blossom! can it be,That this grey stone, and grassy clay,Have clos'd our anxious ...
Milestone:All my troubles disappear,When the dinner-bell I hear,Over woodland, dale, and fell,Swinging slow with solemn swell,---The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!Hippy:What can ...
Quickly pass the social glass,Hence with idle sorrow!No delay---enjoy today,Think not of tomorrow!Life at best is but a span,Let us ...
I dug, beneath the cypress shade,What well might seem an elfin's grave;And every pledge in earth I laid,That erst thy ...
Beyond the sea, beyond the sea,My heart is gone, far, far from me;And ever on its track will fleeMy thoughts, ...
Instead of sitting wrapped up in flannelWith rheumatism in every joint,I wish I was in the English Channel,Just going 'round ...
My thoughts by night are often filledWith visions false as fair:For in the past alone I buildMy castles in the ...
The briefest part of life's uncertain day,Youth's lovely blossom, hastes to swift decay:While love, wine, song, enhance our gayest moodOld ...
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