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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOODS, by WILLIAM PARSONS First Line: O blest with taste, with genius blest Last Line: The rich reward his virtues claim from heaven! Subject(s): Blessings | |||
O blest with Taste, with Genius blest, Sole mistress of thy Bertie's breast, Who to his love-enraptur'd arms art given, The rich reward his virtues claim from Heaven! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PLASTIC BEATITUDE by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR TO ANGELIC CIRCUMSTANCES by KENNETH KOCH PARADISE LIGHTNING DAZZLE: 6. YES by GREGORY ORR HONEY DRIPPING FROM THE COMB by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY DAUGHTER O' MINE by DAISY DEAN BUTLER VERSES DESIGNED FOR AN INFIRMARY by JOHN BYROM TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. AH! BLESSED IS HE by EDWARD CARPENTER TO A FRIEND IN LOVE DURING THE RIOTS by WILLIAM PARSONS |
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