Against Pride (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
PRIDE's the chief source of every human woe,To social happiness the greatest foe;'Mongst various passions which the mind enthrall,Pride is ...
PRIDE's the chief source of every human woe,To social happiness the greatest foe;'Mongst various passions which the mind enthrall,Pride is ...
BY Summer's hand profusely drest,Here Nature in her gayest vest,Salutes th' attentive view;What graces this bright spot adorn!Here colours radiant ...
O THOU! who dwell'st in heav'n alone,Whose beams surround th' Omniscient's throne,'Tis by his just decrees denied,That thou with mortals ...
AS Henry, with the maid he loved,The garden's mazy circles moved,With contemplative eye survey'dThe flow'rs in summer pride array'd; Their ...
SAY, lordly Man, of pow'rs possest,That no inferior creatures know;Say, can the mind with reason blest,Relentless fury show.To thy domain ...
O POWER Supreme! whose awful wordAgain commands th' avenging swordO'er guilty man to glare;Lord! while thy judgments yet impend,Before thy ...
O thou, who with the world had'st birth,Who rul'st despotic o'er the earth,To whom its life each creature yields;Man, bird, ...
HARK! the glad horn's sonorous strain,Responsive to the shouting swain,Proclaims the harvest o'er;The master of the field stands by,And views ...
YE sons of men! with reverence bowBefore th' Almighty's throne!With adoration's hallow'd glow;His ceaseless goodness own:Obedient to his dread controul,Famine, ...
WHEN Spring luxuriant scatters new delights,The mountain's verdant slope our steps invites,To crown whose lofty brow o'er-bending treesWave their thick ...
NOW thickening darkness spreads her solemn shade,What awful sounds the startled ear invade,Awake the hallow'd silence of the night,And strike ...
O COME, welcome visitor, clothe by degreesOur fields in their annual vest;Hang thy fleeces unsoil'd on our bushes and trees,Tho' ...
CLAD in a fog, dim Evening draws around, Adieu, thou cold, short space, a winter's day;Now chilling damp o'erspreads the ...
AWAKE! my muse, expand thy gentle wing,And in thy flight the Morn's bright beauties scan;Nor e'er forget in grateful lay ...
WHEN Heav'n the soul requires, not florid youth,Nor Nature's gilts, by Art improv'd, can save;Yon awful knell proclaims the solemn ...
BLIND goddess, whose capricious swayThe thoughtless race of man obey,Whose transient smiles they court;How hapless must thy vot'ries be,Who, lur'd ...
SLOW to the silent mansions of the dead,Yon train in sad funereal pomp draws near;That solemn knell proclaims a spirit ...
HOW fresh the gentle vernal breeze,That softly moves the stately trees,Time-hallowed elms, which clustering meet,To form a canopy complete;A path ...
UNUSUALLY alert, young SpringIs stretching wide her purple wing,To renovate the Earth;Already o'er our wint'ry IsleShe sheds her joy-diffusing smile,And ...
THE voice of public sorrow bursting forth,Mixt with the widow's sighs, the orphans' tears,Speaks the departure of a man of ...
AND does yon dome its lord revered deplore?The friend, the patron of th' industrious poor;Whose bounty in no narrow sphere ...
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