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A Man Perishing in the Snow: From Whence Reflections are Raised on the Miseries of Life. James Thomson	In vain for him th' officious wife prepares The fire fair-blazing, and the vestment warm; In vain his little children,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Public Dinner. Thomas Hood	The whitebait delicious, Borne past you officious; And hear rather plainish A sound that's champagnish, And glimpse certain bottles Made long in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Amarantha. A Pastorall Richard Lovelace	Flowerd with blush, with verdure stalkt; Th' officious wind her loose hayre curles, The dewe her happy linnen purles, But wets a tresse, which...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Elegy on Parting James Thomson	While I my head upon this turf recline, Officious sun, in vain on me you shine; In vain unto the smiling fields I hie; In vain the flowery...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Irregular Ode, After Sickness William Shenstone	She needs not your officious aid To swell the song, or plan the shade; By genuine Fancy fired, Her native genius guides...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Ode - Inscribed To The Memory Of The Hon. Colonel George Villiers Matthew Prior	To chide his anxious friends' officious fears, And promise to their joys his elder...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Bacchus: Or, The Vines Of Lesbos Thomas Parnell	So chear'd, with more officious haste They bring the dung of ev'ry beast, The loads they wheel, the roots they bare, They lay...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Book Fourth [Summer Vacation] William Wordsworth	A channel paved by man's officious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Burial John Keble	For friends that press officious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Calm is all nature as a resting wheel William Wordsworth	me to myself, nor let me feel The officious touch that makes me droop...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Calm is all Nature as a Resting Wheel. William Wordsworth	me to myself, nor let me feel The officious touch that makes me droop...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Death Is Tenacious Wallace Dean LaBenne	Death is so officious it snoops in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy IV. Ophilia's Urn. To Mr. Graves William Shenstone	What none but Fear's officious hand can paint, What none, but Superstition's eye,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XVI: The Expostulation John Donne	Ask how you did, and often with intent Of being officious, be impertinent ; All which were such soft pastimes, as in these Love was as subtly catch'd as...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Elegy XVIII. He Repeats the Song of Colin, a Discerning Shepherd William Shenstone	The fruitless gift of an officious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Euthanasia George Gordon Lord Byron	But silent let me sink to earth, With no officious mourners near: I would not mar one hour of mirth, Nor startle friendship with a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
From The School Of The Renowned Philosopher Constantine P. Cavafy	those around him, somber-faced officious nitwits: their Greek—poor fools—absolutely...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Heroic Stanzas John Dryden	1...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto III Samuel Butler	He found his new officious shade, That came so timely to his aid, And forc'd him from the foe t' escape, Had turn'd itself...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Irony Kaci Tami	She’s quick, brisk, officious soon all specimens are collected And she’s off again Seeking another victim Who would...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Lisy's Parting With Her Cat James Thomson	But now, when Lisy's gone, What is the dull officious world to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Love Elegy, to Henry Amelia Opie	Officious Friendship has its trust betrayed; No more I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Man the Monarch Mary Leapor	Pleas'd with her Labour, the officious Dame With-held no Grace would deck the rising...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mart. Epi. XLIII. Lib. I. Richard Lovelace	Go now, deny me steel, officious...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Megathrust Wesley Morin	Take cover, 'cause here comes the Big One, officious f*cks From social structure to moral thought Everything's gotta be redone from the bottom up...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)