An Epistle Addressed To Sir Thomas Hanmer, On His Edition Of Shakspeare’s Works (William Taylor Collins Poems)
WHILE, born to bring the Muse's happier days,A patriot's hand protects a poet's lays,While nurs'd by you she sees her ...
WHILE, born to bring the Muse's happier days,A patriot's hand protects a poet's lays,While nurs'd by you she sees her ...
SCENE, the Desert TIME, Mid-day10 In silent horror o'er the desert-wasteThe driver Hassan with his camels passed.One cruse of water ...
SCENE, a Mountain in Circassia TIME, MidnightIn fair Circassia, where, to love inclined,Each swain was blest, for every maid was ...
SCENE, a Valley near Bagdat TIME, the Morning`Ye Persian maids, attend your poet's lays,And hear how shepherds pass their golden ...
SCENE, a forest TIME, the EveningIn Georgia's land, where Tefflis' towers are seen,In distant view along the level green,While evening ...
As once, if not with light regard,I read aright that gifted bard,(Him whose school above the restHis loveliest Elfin Queen ...
Thou, to whom the world unknownWith all its shadowy shapes, is shown;Who seest, appalled, the unreal scene,While fancy lifts the ...
1.W H I L E, lost to all his former Mirth,Britannia's Genius bends to Earth,And mourns the fatal Day:While stain's ...
If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song,May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear,Like thy own solemn springs,Thy ...
In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining,May my lot no less fortunate beThan a snug elbow-chair can ...
You are the bread and the knife,The crystal goblet and the wine...-Jacques CrickillonYou are the bread and the knife,the crystal ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother,and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphsas if to make sure you have not ...
SUNG BY GUIDERUS AND ARVIGARUS OVER FIDELE, SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD.TO fair Fidele's grassy tombSoft maids and village hinds shall ...
Thou who such weary Length hast past,Where wilt thou rest, mad Nymph, at last?Say, wilt thou shroud in haunted Cell,Where ...
To fair Fidele's grassy tombSoft maids and village hinds shall bringEach op'ning sweet, of earliest bloom,And rifle all the breathing ...
When all of a sudden the city air filled with snow,the distinguishable flakesblowing sideways,looked like krillfleeing the maw of an ...
HOW sleep the Brave, who sink to Rest,By all their Country's Wishes blest!When Spring, with dewy Fingers cold,Returns to deck ...
HOW sleep the brave, who sink to restBy all their country's wishes blest!When Spring, with dewy fingers cold,Returns to deck ...
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