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The Empty Purse--A Sermon To Our Later Prodigal Son

© George Meredith

Thy knowledge of women might be surpassed:
As any sad dog's of sweet flesh when he quits
The wayside wandering bone!
No revilings of comrades as ingrates: thee
The tempter, misleader, and criminal (screened
By laws yet barbarous) own.

A Place At The Top

© Edgar Albert Guest

THERE'S a place for you at the top, my boy,

Are you willing to try to get it?

I, Being Born A Woman And Distressed

© Edna St. Vincent Millay

I, being born a woman and distressed

By all the needs and notions of my kind,

The Ancient Banner

© Anonymous

In boundless mercy, the Redeemer left,

The bosom of his Father, and assumed

On A Plant Of Virgin's-Bower, Designed To Cover A Garden-seat

© William Cowper

Thrive, gentle plant! and weave a bower
For Mary and for me,
And deck with many a splendid flower
Thy foliage large and free.

Independence

© Charles Churchill

Happy the bard (though few such bards we find)

Who, 'bove controlment, dares to speak his mind;

Satyr VIII. The Picture Of Time

© Thomas Parnell

Methinkes the picture thus instructs my mind
Our hours are fleeting & the last assignd
Soon will it Come too soon alas for most
& all the time we use not well is lost

Tale XIV

© George Crabbe

dwell,
While he was acting (he would call it) well;
He bought as others buy, he sold as others sell;
There was no fraud, and he demanded cause
Why he was troubled when he kept the laws?"
"My laws!" said Conscience. "What," said he, "

Protogenes And Apelles

© Matthew Prior

She said; and to his hand restored
The rival pledge, the missive board.
Upon the happy line were laid
Such obvious light and easy shade,
That Paris' apple stood confest,
Or Leda's egg, or Cloe's breast.

Orlando Furioso Canto 15

© Ludovico Ariosto

ARGUMENT

Round about Paris every where are spread

Bending The Bow

© Robert Duncan

You stand behind the where-I-am.
The deep tones and shadows I will call a woman.
The quick high notes... You are a girl there too,
having something of sister and of wife,
inconsolate,
and I would play Orpheus for you again,

Mamba: (The Bright Eyed) An Aboriginal Reminiscence

© George Gordon McCrae

Canto I.

XXVIII.

The Wolf And Shepherds. A Fable

© James Beattie

Laws, as we read in ancient sages,
Have been like cobwebs in all ages:
Cobwebs for little flies are spread,
And laws for little folks are made;

A Poem On The Last Day - Book I

© Edward Young

When, lo, a mighty trump, one half conceal'd
In clouds, one half to mortal eye reveal'd,
Shall pour a dreadful note; the piercing call
Shall rattle in the centre of the ball;
The' extended circuit of creation shake,
The living die with fear, the dead awake.

Ormuzd And Ahriman. Part I

YE interstellar spaces, serene and still and clear.
Above, below, around!
Ye gray unmeasured breadths of ether, sphere on sphere!
We listen, but no sound
Rings from your depths profound.

A Panegyric

While with a strong and yet a gentle hand,
You bridle faction, and our hearts command,
Protect us from ourselves, and from the foe,
Make us unite, and make us conquer too;