•    AS wildest libertines would rate,

    Compar'd with pleasure, an estate;

    Or as his life a hero'd prize,

    When honour claim'd the sacrifice;

    Their souls as strongest misers hold,

    When in the balance weigh'd with gold;

    Such, was thy happiness at stake,

    My fortune, life, and soul, I'd make....

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    Since all the Riches of this World

    May be gifts from the Devil & Earthly Kings

    I should suspect that I worshipd the Devil

    If I thankd my God for Worldly things

  • Did you hear beyond the grove the night voice

    Of the singer of love who sings of his sadness?

    In the morning, when the fields were silent,

    It was the plaintive and simple sound of the pipe.
    Did you hear it?


    Did you meet in the desolate darkness of the forest...


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    Sir Jo[s]hua praised Rubens with a Smile

    By Calling his the ornamental Style

    And yet his praise of Flaxman was the smartest

    When he calld him the Ornamental Artist

    But sure such ornaments we well may spare 5

    As Crooked limbs & louzy heads of hair


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    Sir Joshua Praises Michael Angelo

    Tis Christian Mildness when Knaves Praise a Foe

    But Twould be Madness all the World would say

    Should Michael Angelo praise Sir Joshuat

    Christ usd the Pharisees in a rougher way 5

  • Size circumscribes — it has no room

    For petty furniture —

    The Giant tolerates no Gnat

    For Ease of Gianture —


    Repudiates it, all the more —

    Because intrinsic size

    Ignores the possibility

    Of Calumnies — or Flies.

  • A slash of Blue —

    A sweep of Gray —

    Some scarlet patches on the way,

    Compose an Evening Sky —

    A little purple — slipped between —

    Some Ruby Trousers hurried on —

    A Wave of Gold —

    A Bank of Day —

    This just makes out the Morning Sky.

  • IF Heaven has into being deign'd to call

    Thy light, O LIBERTY! to shine on all;

    Bright intellectual Sun! why does thy ray

    To earth distribute only partial day?

    Since no resisting cause from spirit flows

    Thy penetrating essence to oppose;

    No obstacles by Nature's hand imprest,

    Thy subtle and...

  • Sleep is supposed to be,

    By souls of sanity,

    The shutting of the eye.


    Sleep is the station grand

    Down which on either hand

    The hosts of witness stand !


    Morn is supposed to be,

    By people of degree,...