More from Alexander's Feast
- Bacchus, ever fair and ever young.
- Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
- For pity melts the mind to love.
- Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure,– Sweet is pleasure after pain.
- A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
- A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pygmy-body to decay, And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity; Pleas'd with the danger, when the waves went high He sought the storms.
Last reviewed 2026-07-06