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Ye Bards in all your thousand dens,Great souls with fewer pence than pens,Sublime adorers of Apollo,With folios full,...

As a drenched, drowned beeHangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,So clings to meMy baby, her brown hair brushed...

Sea to sea that clasps and fosters England, uttering ever-moreSong eterne and praise immortal of the indomitable...

Read at a meeting of the Massachusetts Historical Society.No! never such a draught was pouredSince Hebe served with...

[1]WRITTEN IN AUGUST, 1702IOnce on a time, as old stories rehearse,A friar would need show his talent in Latin;But...

I climb the highest cliff; I hear the soundOf dashing waves; I gaze intent around;I mark the gray cope, and the...

O Patrick Sarsfield, health be to you, since you went to France and your camps were loosened; making your sighs along...

These are our regulations,There's just one law for the ScoutAnd the first and the last, and the present and the...

As aw passed Wit'orth chapel 'twor just five o'clock,Aw'd mi can full o' teah, an a bundle o' jock;An aw thowt th'...

Occasion'd by the Insults of the Spaniards, and the present Preparations for War, 1738.Whence this unwonted Transport...

Over the western sea, hither from Niphon come,Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,Leaning back in their...

0 Lord, my God, how longShall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?How long, O mighty Spirit, shall I hearThe...

Shipmate, leave the ghostly shadows,Where thy boon companions throng!We will put to sea togetherThrough the twilight...

Fly hence, pale care, no more rememberPast sorrows with the fled December,But let each pleasant cheek appearSmooth as...

What poets feel not, when they make,A pleasure in creating,The world, in its turn, will not takePleasure in...

Forth from Calais, at dawn of night, when sunset summer on autumn shone,Fared the steamer alert and loud through seas...

The damned ship lurched and slithered. Quiet and quickMy cold gorge rose; the long sea rolled; I knewI must think...

The immediate provocation to this fierce satire upon the Irish Parliament was the introduction of a Bill to put an...

Syn that you, Chloe, to your moder sticken,Maketh all ye yonge bacheloures full sicken;Like as a lyttel deere you ben...

When I sailed out of BaltimoreWith twice a thousand head of sheep,They would not eat, they would not drink,But...