A Certain King (Lorenzo Dow Blackson Poems)
A certain King whose power is great,For his own glory did createA spacious globe, and it did placeIn what is ...
A certain King whose power is great,For his own glory did createA spacious globe, and it did placeIn what is ...
DEPARTED shade of MARY, much reproach'd,How oft I've view'd thy sufferings severe,With faults contrasted: in my mind revolv'd,And them arranged ...
And now good Reader, I return againTo talk with thee, who hast been at the painTo read throughout, and heed ...
ICan they still live,Beckon and cryOver the yearsAfter they die,Bringing us tearsMeditative?IIThose we once setWith us abreast,Shielded and cherished,Are they ...
Ye mealy mouth'd mobbers, attend to my song,Whose plunder brings plenty of blessings along.No gospel or law starv'd people regard,For ...
I weep for the loss of a leader in thought,Whose lessons of truth, with simplicity taught,Have bless'd and encouraged the ...
Nothing lasts that is not good; Nothing stands that is not true:--What a thing misunderstood, What a thought kept out of view!O ...
Where the seasons are divided and the bush begins to change,and the links are rather broken in the Great Dividing ...
The World is full of kindness- And not the poor alone;We Christians in our blindness Bow down to hearts of stone;The clever, ...
Nicotia, dearer to the MuseThan all the grape's bewildering juice,We worship, unforbid of thee;And as her incense floats and curlsIn ...
I KNOW not how to call you light,Since I myself was lighter;Nor can you blame my changing plightWho were the ...
BRITANNIA.Wretched Britannia! Hapless and undone! How have my Follies call'd this Vengeance down, And anger'd Heav'n to so severe a ...
You say there's a Being all-loving, Whose nature is justice and pity; Could you say where you ...
Let now the goodly Spring-tide make us merrie, And fields, which pleasant flowers doo adorne: And Vales, Meades, ...
I had ridden over hurdles up the country once or twice,By the side of Snowy River with a horse they ...
There must be some way out, they say. "There must be some way out!We've fallen on an evil day; That ...
When, having finished, I shall move my armchair,The page will gasp, awakened from the strain.Delirious, she is half asleep at ...
At least it wasn't your fault I hear them console When they come back, the few that will come back. ...
there are eyes that refuse to exist in the fresh air - they are invented by the lies of paint ...
O Mother Earth! upon thy lap Thy weary ones receiving, And o'er them, silent as a dream, Thy grassy mantle ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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