Poems by Thomas Love Peacock
A Fragment
... Sport round the beam, and burn their pretty wings, ...
The Morning of Love
... For the flowers of the spring, and the light of the morning, ...
The Monks of St. Mark
... They reel'd back to their bowls, laugh'd at care and foul weather, ...
Palmyra (1st Edition)
... Unchang'd, unchanging still,while worlds and suns expire!" ...
The Sundial
... But 'mid the rank and towering grass, ...
Seamen Three
... What the charm that floats the bowl ...
Farewell to Matilda
... ring as air, Then leave thee, inconstant, to shame and despair! ...
Maria’s Return
... s dwelling: Where smiling pleasure once was found, ...
The War-song of Dinas Vawr
... His wine and beasts supplied our feasts, ...
Glee -- The Ghosts
... Let the ocean be Port, and we'll think it good sport ...
To a Young Lady, Netting
... But Beauty, Virtue, Sense, combin&rsquo ...
The Rain-bow
... ning clouds, Gives the bright promise that a happier dawn ...
I Dug, Beneath the Cypress Shade
... What well might seem an elfin's grave ...
from from Sir Proteus
... “Old Homer from his throne I struck, ...
The Round Table or, King Arthur's Feast
... Then shook hands with two Georges, who near him were seated, ...
