Orpheus, the night is full of tears and cries, And hardly for the storm and ruin shed Can even thine eyes be certain of her
Who never passed out of thy spirit's eyes,
But stood and shone before them in such wise As when with love her lip...
Victor was a little baby,
Into this world he came;
His father took him on his knee and said:'Don't dishonour the family name
'Victor looked up at his
The face of glory and her pleasant voice, O fortunate youth, now recognize, And how much nobler than effeminate sloth Are manhood's tested energies
Take heed,
O generous champion, take heed, If thou thy name by worthy thought or deed, Fr...
When tempest winnowed grain from bran;
And men were looking for a man,
Authority called you to the van,
Clellan: