A Poem on Elijahs’Tran (Benjamin Colman Poems)
Coelo Musa beat.Hor. Carm. Lib. 4. Od. 8.—Nec meus audetRem tentare pudor, quam Vires serre recusent.Hor. Ep. 1. Lib. 2.I ...
Coelo Musa beat.Hor. Carm. Lib. 4. Od. 8.—Nec meus audetRem tentare pudor, quam Vires serre recusent.Hor. Ep. 1. Lib. 2.I ...
OF our Amusements ask you?--We amuseOurselves and friends with seaside walks and views,Or take a morning ride, a novel, or ...
SCENE--London, a Bookseller's Shop. Enter Author, smiling and rubbing his Hands. AUTHOR. Well, Slider!--and how d'ye go on with my ...
Canadian farmers came oft to the little green cottage,To see their new neighbors and hear them tell over their troubles.The ...
Miller, whom fair Ierne bore To grace Britannia's happier shore, Whose Genius guides, whose counsel guards The labours of Bathonian ...
My loyal Muse would feign aspire to sing The Praises of our gracious King: But, ah! 'twould ill become his ...
THE Queen of Birds, t'encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was ...
FROM frozen climes, and endless tracts of snow, From streams which northern winds forbid to flow, What present shall the ...
O thou! advance, whose heav'nly lightCan make each scene of sadness please;On future bliss can fix the sight,And anguish change ...
Says **** O! where is that brilliancy flown, Which forbad the intrusion of care?That spark evanescent so lately that ...
CHAP. V. v. 2, 3. ----1. v. 13, 14, slightly altered . AND dost Thou stand entreating, dearest,In love's own ...
Air — "The Muckin' o' Geordie's Byre."He's lifeless amang the rude billows,My tears and my sighs are in vain;The heart ...
THE Queen of Birds, t'encrease the Regal Stock, Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak, Whose Middle-part was ...
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
v.7ff C. M. The power and majesty of God; or, Reverential worship. With rev'rence let the saints appear, And bow ...
FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight; On the kind bosom of eternal ...
I. Dark was the dawn, and o'er the deep The boist'rous whirlwinds blew; The Sea-bird wheel'd its circling sweep, And ...
'Twas in a little western town An ancient Maiden dwelt: Her name was MISS, or MISTRESS, Brown, Or DEBORAH, or ...
BLEST be thy song, sweet NIGHTINGALE, Lorn minstrel of the lonely vale ! Where oft I've heard thy dulcet strain ...
DAME DOWSON, was a granny grey, Who, three score years and ten, Had pass'd her busy hours away, In talking ...
OH how comely it is and how reviving To the Spirits of just men long opprest! When God into the ...
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