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A Dream Of Sappho
© Richard Monckton Milnes
``Stranger! the voice that trembles in your ear,
You would have placed, had you been fancy--free,
First in the chorus of the happiest sphere,
The home of deified mortality:
The Glowworm
© Madison Julius Cawein
How long had I sat there and had not beheld
The gleam of the glow-worm till something compelled!...
The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 4
© Publius Vergilius Maro
BUT anxious cares already seizd the queen:
She fed within her veins a flame unseen;
Ginevra
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
THE DIRGE.
Old winter was gone
In his weakness back to the mountains hoar,
And the spring came down
From the planet that hovers upon the shore
The Reformer
© John Greenleaf Whittier
ALL grim and soiled and brown with tan,
I saw a Strong One, in his wrath,
Smiting the godless shrines of man
Along his path.
The Minstrel ; Or, The Progress Of Genius - Book II.
© James Beattie
I.
Of chance or change O let not man complain,
Else shall he never never cease to wail:
For, from the imperial dome, to where the swain
Spheral Change
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
IN this new shade of Death, the show
Passes me still of form and face;
Sonnet V: Whilst Youth and Error
© Samuel Daniel
Whilst youth and error led my wand'ring mind
And set my thoughts in heedless ways to range,
The Response To A Festal Ode
© Confucius
Heaven shields and sets thee fast.
It round thee fair has cast
To The Right Hon. Mr. Dodington
© Edward Young
Balbutius, muffled in his sable cloak,
Like an old Druid from his hollow oak,
As ravens solemn, and as boding, cries,
"Ten thousand worlds for the three unities!"
Ye doctors sage, who through Parnassus teach,
Or quit the tub, or practise what you preach.
Bodys Blood
© Arthur Symons
And if I love you more than my own soul
Then must you die and I shall never die
Conquest Of Prejudice
© Charles Lamb
Unto a Yorkshire school was sent
A negro youth to learn to write,
And the first day young Juba went
All gazed on him as a rare sight.
Saul And David
© Richard Monckton Milnes
``An evil spirit lieth on our King!''
So went the wailful tale up Israel,
From Gilgal unto Gibeah; town and camp
Caught the sad fame that spread like pestilence,
Change
© Jones Very
Father! there is no change to live with Thee,
Save that in Christ I grow from day to day,
Sweet William's Farewell to Black-ey'd Susan: A Ballad
© John Gay
I.
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd,
The Grand Consulation
© George Canning
If the health and the strength, and the pure vital breath
Of old England, at last must be doctor'd to death,
Oh! why must we die of one doctor alone?
And why must that doctor be just such a one
As Doctor Henry Addington?
A Tale, Founded On A Fact, Which Happened In January, 1779
© William Cowper
Where Humber pours his rich commercial stream,
There dwelt a wretch, who breathed but to blaspheme.
Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 2. The Student's Tale; The Cobbler of Hagenau
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Outside his door, one afternoon,
This humble votary of the muse
Sat in the narrow strip of shade
By a projecting cornice made,
Mending the Burgomaster's shoes,
And singing a familiar tune:--
