A Nocturnal Reverie (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
In such a Night, when every louder WindIs to its distant Cavern safe confin'd;And only gentle Zephyr fans his Wings, ...
In such a Night, when every louder WindIs to its distant Cavern safe confin'd;And only gentle Zephyr fans his Wings, ...
AH, tell me, little mournful MOOR,Why still you linger on the shore?Haste to your play-mates, haste away,Nor loiter here with ...
A Gentleman, most wretched in his Lot, A wrangling and reproving Wife had got, Who, tho' she curb'd his Pleasures, ...
America will not turn back;She did not idly start,But weighed full carefully and wellHer grave, important part.She chose the part ...
Man and Poet True man and poet, in whose verse is seen The golden tints of autumn and the thought ...
Written at Penhurst, in Autumn 1788. YE towers sublime! deserted now and drear!Ye woods! deep sighing to the hollow blast,The ...
DEAR , peaceful cottage! o'er whose humble thatchThe dewy moss has velvet verdure spread;Once more, with trem'lous hands thy ready ...
These coins that jostle on my hand do own No single image: each name here and date Denoting in man's ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
A Gentleman, most wretched in his Lot, A wrangling and reproving Wife had got, Who, tho' she curb'd his Pleasures, ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Send but a song oversea for us, Heart of their hearts who are free, Heart of their singer, to be ...
Beneath an old wall, that went round an old Castle, For many a year, with brown ivy o'erspread; A neat ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
URNS and odours bring away! Vapours, sighs, darken the day! Our dole more deadly looks than dying; Balms and gums ...
SWIFT o'er the bounding deep the VESSEL glides, Its streamers flutt'ring in the summer gales, The lofty mast the breezy ...
Deep in th' abyss where frantic horror bides, In thickest mists of vapours fell, Where wily Serpents hissing glare And ...
Swift, o'er the wild and dreary waste A NUT-BROWN GIRL was seen to haste; Wide waving was her unbound hair, ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
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