Peruvian Tales: Alzira, Tale II (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
PIZARRO lands with the Forces—His meeting with ATALIBA —Its un-happy consequences—ZORAI dies—ATALIBA imprisoned, and strangled—Despair of ALZIRA . Flush'd with impatient ...
PIZARRO lands with the Forces—His meeting with ATALIBA —Its un-happy consequences—ZORAI dies—ATALIBA imprisoned, and strangled—Despair of ALZIRA . Flush'd with impatient ...
To the EDITORS of the MASSACHUSETTS MAGAZINE.GENTLEMEN,If the effusions of the maternal heart, as a recent disappointment of long cherished ...
I.'Tis little to believe in God,His goodness, splendour, pow'r!I search for Thee--aspire to Thee--And love Thee ev'ry hour!II.My soul's a ...
A PHILOSOPHIC maid, with tranquil mind,Life's gayer scenes and youth's fond hopes resign'd,Left Piercefield's lov'd retreats, from childhood dear,And came ...
"I love to gaze at even-tide."I.I love to gaze at even-tideUpon the still and mighty deep,And see the sun's reflecting ...
Who has not seen the inert mind, Bowed down and sore oppressed, Start into life, and vigor find At touch of interest Some sympathetic ...
NO!- I will ne'er lament that Heav'n deniesThe jocund pleasures Health's gay Queen supplies;Tho' all the joys that frolic in ...
BRISTOL, thine heart hath throbb'd to glory.-Slaves,E'en Christian slaves, have shook their chains, and gaz'dWith wonder and amazement on thee. ...
SWEET girl! affection's pleading voice attend,And hear the tender counsels of a friend;By friendship's pen impress'd, these lines receive,And tho' ...
THOU, by whose gen'rous mien, whose open brow,Thy unsubdued majestic heart we know;Whose god-like port proclaims thy race divine,Whose smiles ...
Why breathes my anxious heart the frequent sigh?Why from my eye-balls drop the ready tear?Is it to mark how present ...
Thou awful sea!—upon this shingly beach Of Aldborough I pace:—my gazing eye Thy world of waters lost in the dim ...
Talking of the creator active and hands on touching us, our dirt, the clay of our forms giving us life ...
Talking of the creator God, in creating, active and hands on touching us, our dirt, within the potter's hands adding ...
The dust combined the potter molding living waters, his hands coming into sight the breath, God's spirit giving us life ...
In our hearts, the seeds of God of life, the creator's breath - alive within us, animating the clay rising ...
Oh happy shades--to me unblest! Friendly to peace, but not to me! How ill the scene that offers rest, And ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
HAIL! GODDESS of persuasive art! The magic of whose tuneful tongue Lulls to soft harmony the wand'ring heart With fascinating ...
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