A Poem On The African Slave Trade. Addressed To Her Own Sex. Part II (Mary Birkett Card Poems)
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
Hark! the owlet flaps her wing,In the pathless dell beneath,Hark! night ravens loudly sing,Tidings of despair and death.--Horror covers all ...
YES, faint was my applause and cold my praise,Though soul was glowing in each polished line;But nobler subjects claim the ...
A FEAST was spread in the Baron's hall,And loud was the merry sound,As minstrels played at lady's call,And the cup ...
This is the ballad of Langemarck,A story of glory and might;Of the vast Hun horde, and Canada's partIn the great ...
AN ALLEGORY,(Written in her fifteenth year)The night was calm, the sky serene,The sea a mirror display'd,On its bosom the twinkling ...
Hark to the bell of sorrow! - 'tis awak'ning up againEach broken spirit from its brief forgetfulness of pain.Its sad ...
From gray, bleak hills 'neath steely skies Thro' beards of ice the forests roar; Along the river's humming shore The skimming skater bird-like ...
'Tis but a drop" the father said,And gave it to his son;But little did he think a workOf death was ...
Alone where the stretching desert's way Lay wild and hard in the shimmering heat; Where the jagged rocks in the scorching ray Pressed ...
Hark ! to the muttering blast of NightThat sweeps o'er the heath its ruffling wing ;Now does it rush o'er ...
May 16: 1568Blow from the North, thou bitter North wind,Blow over the western bay,Where Nith and Eden and Esk run ...
(Written on the Queensland Beach)Poisonous, bloated, crab-like shapesCrawl in gangs around these capes-Stopping here and feeding there;Listening, crawling everywhere;Searching every ...
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