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2261. The hapless youth Adonis lost I mourn

First Line:
The hapless youth Adonis lost I mourn
Last Line:
A feast of grief awaits the next revolving year
DMI number:
31495

2262. The herald now arrives and guides along

First Line:
The herald now arrives and guides along
Last Line:
Again unmanned a shower of sorrow shed
Author:
Alexander Pope (Absolute)
DMI number:
31642

2263. The hero said and with the torture stung

First Line:
The hero said and with the torture stung
Last Line:
And still the name of hapless Lychas bears
Author:
John Gay (Absolute)
DMI number:
11723

2264. The hero with his just request complies

First Line:
The hero with his just request complies
Last Line:
Than they did lovers once when shining hair
Author:
Laurence Eusden (Confident)
DMI number:
11449

2265. The hissing serpent eager for his prey

First Line:
The hissing serpent eager for his prey
Last Line:
Touched the raw wound which healed at his command
Author:
Dermot O'Connor (Confident)
DMI number:
27115

2266. The holy maid whom in this piece you view

First Line:
The holy maid whom in this piece you view
Last Line:
And to preserve their lives consumed her own
DMI number:
8979

2267. The holy prophet was inspired to see

First Line:
The holy prophet was inspired to see
Last Line:
Thy glorious acts and never dying name
Author:
Dermot O'Connor (Confident)
DMI number:
27116

2268. The horse and stag in common pasture bred

First Line:
The horse and stag in common pasture bred
Last Line:
Free as thou art so still continue free
DMI number:
36303

2269. The clock strikes two now every powdered spark

First Line:
The clock strikes two now every powdered spark
Last Line:
None of my friends shall in his cups talk treason
DMI number:
27700

2270. The clouds have veiled our heavenly sphere

First Line:
The clouds have veiled our heavenly sphere
Last Line:
O send thy dove with silver wings
Author:
Simon Patrick (Confident)
DMI number:
10096