Hit Title Date Added
Sarpedon's Speech To Glaucus, In The Twelfth Book Of Homer
Thus to Glaucus spake
Divine Sarpedon, since he did not find
Others, as great in place, as great in mind:--
Cooper's Hill
Sure there are poets which did never dream
Upon Parnassus, nor did taste the stream
Of Helicon; we therefore may suppose
The Passion Of Dido For Aeneas
Having at large declared Jove's embassy,
Cyllenius from Aeneas straight doth fly;
He, loth to disobey the god's command,
To Sir John Mennis,
All on a weeping Monday,
With a fat vulgarian sloven,
Little admiral John
Such is our pride, our folly, or our fate,
That few but such as cannot write, translate.
But what in them is want of art or voice,
The Progress Of Learning
My early mistress, now my ancient Muse,
That strong Circaean liquor cease t'infuse,
Wherewith thou didst intoxicate my youth,
Of Old Age
Though all the actions of your life are crown'd
With wisdom, nothing makes them more renown'd,
Friendship And Single Life, Against Love And Marriage
Love! in what poison is thy dart
Dipp'd, when it makes a bleeding heart?
None know but they who feel the smart.
Natura Naturata
What gives us that fantastic fit,
That all our judgment and our wit
To vulgar custom we submit?
O Could I Flow
O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream
My great example, as it is my theme!
Though deep, yet clear; though gentle, yet not dull;

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

4/21/2021 7:03:30 AM #