A Poetical Epistle To Lady Austen (William Cowper Poems)
Dear Anna, -- Between friend and friend,Prose answers every common end;Serves, in a plain and homely way,To express the occurrence ...
Dear Anna, -- Between friend and friend,Prose answers every common end;Serves, in a plain and homely way,To express the occurrence ...
Here would I wish to sleep. This is the spotWhich I have long mark'd out to lay my bones in.Tired ...
Float in the winds of heaven, O tattered Flag!Emblem of hope to all the misruled world:Thy ...
A Local union, on the other hand,Though crowded numbers should together stand,Joining in one same Form of pray'r and praise,Or ...
Upon the couch of death, The champion of the free,Gave, with his parting breath, This solemn legacy:--"Sheathed be the battle-blade, "And hushed the ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
Law! what is law? The wise and sage, Of every clime and every age, In this most cordially unite, That ...
Long time beside the squatter's gate A great grey Box-Tree, early, late, Or shine or rain, in silence there Had ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down,Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs,Love in her gear ...
A broken A L T A R, Lord, thy servant reares,Made of a heart, and cemented with teares: Whose ...
Here will be echoes in the mountains,The distant landslides' rumbling boom,The rocks, the dwellings in the village,The sorry little inn, ...
A broken ALTAR, Lord, thy servant rears, Made of a heart and cemented with tears; Whose parts are as thy ...
The firm house lingers, though averse to square With the new city street it has to wear A number in. ...
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
She slides over the hot upholstery of her mother's car, this schoolgirl of fifteen who loves humming & swaying with ...
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down, Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs, Love in ...
Careful Observers may fortel the Hour (By sure Prognosticks) when to dread a Show'r: While Rain depends, the pensive Cat ...
The moonlight breaks upon the city's domes, And falls along cemented steel and stone, Upon the grayness of a million ...
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