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Henry James Pye

Dedication: Sent With the Second Edition of the Poem to His Majesty the King of Prussia

Imperial Bard! if while my humble strain
Thy precepts sung to Albion’s warlike train,
Her critic ear approving caught the sound,
And favoring smiles my finish’d labor crown’d,
Her plaudits to thy glowing verse belong
But faintly imaged in my ruder song.
Then as the Muse to thee assiduous pays
This honest tribute of Britannia’s praise,
Though Fame has cull’d from Phœbus’ sacred tree
The Poet’s and the Victor’s wreath for thee,
And History shall twine around thy brow
Eternal crowns of her unfading bough,
Forgive the officious zeal that interweaves
This transient blossom with thy Laurel Leaves.

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The War-Elegies of Tyrtæus, Imitated: Elegy IV.

On him shall fame, shall endless g… Him future ages crown with just ap… Who boldly daring in the field of… Falls a pure victim in his country… Ah! view yon hapless fugitives who…
Sent to Dr. Hayes, With the Ode to Harmony

As Man’s dull form inert and sile… A senseless heap of unenliven’d cl… Till bold Prometheus with etherea… Rous’d into life the animated fram… So shall my torpid verse a charm a…
Song: the Flowers of the Spring That Enamel the Vale

The flowers of the Spring that en… Give their dyes to the meadows, th… From the sun-beam, the shower, and… Receive all their treasures of odo… When Winter extends his tyrannica…
The Progress of Refinement. Part II.

As when stern Winter’s desolating… Arm’d with the piercing frost, and… O’er shivering Nature spreads it’… Bare stands the grove, and waste e… Yet in the scatter’d seed, and bur…
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The Parsonage Improved

Where gentle Deva’s lucid waters… In slow meanders thro’ the winding… And fertile Cestria’s pastures gr… Deep in the bosom of a sheltering… By uplands guarded from the wintry…
Elegy IV

The solemn hand of sable-suited ni… Enwraps the silent earth with mant… Thick gathering clouds obscure fai… Nor shines one star the dusky scen… O’er the sad mansion, hid in awefu…
Alfred. Book V.

ARGUMENT. Episode of Ceolph a… ‘Mid Selwood’s sylvan walks, with… The king arrays his valiant troops… As when autumnal vapours dimly ris… And load, with future storms, the…
The Last Elegy of the Third Book of Tibullus

Propitious Bacchus come—so round… Be with the mystic vine the ivy wo… Come, kindly come, and heal thy su… Oft sinks beneath thy arm the powe… Fill, fill, dear youth, the mantli…
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The Art of War. Book I.

Illustrious Prince mark’d out by… To bear the burthen, and the pomp… To reign of spacious realms the fu… To lift the balance, and to wield… O hear a Soldier train’d to War’s…
Faringdon Hill. Book I

A Poem In Two Books Now with meridian force the orb of… Pours on our throbbing heads his s… O’er the wide concave of the blue… No fleecy cloud or vapory mist is…
Prologue, Intended For

The cause with learn’d investigati… Behold at length to this tribunal… No fraud your penetrating eyes can… None here can Shakespeare’s writi… As well the taper’s base unlustrou…
The Myrtle and the Bramble

A FABLE. Luxuriant with perennial green A Myrtle young and lovely stood, Sole beauty of the wintry scene, The fairest daughter of the wood:
Elegy III

The dewy morn her saffron mantle s… High o’er the brow of yonder easte… Each blooming shrub a roseate frag… And the brisk sky-lark sings his c… Not all the sweets that scent the…
Elegy II

Now the brown woods their leafy lo… And rage the tempests with resistl… Mantled with snow the silver mount… And icy fetters chain the rivulet’… No pleasing object charms our wear…
Two Fragments of Pindar’€™s Threni,

Preserved By Plutarch ON THE SITUATION OF TH… While sable night o’er mortal’ hea… Her gloomy mantle silent spreads, On them with undiminish’d blaze



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