AN ELEGIAC BALLAD.[The Expostulation.--Continued.--Fears ofPoverty.--Encouragement.--Baldwin's Song.--Deceitfulness of visionsindulgence.--Tormenting distressing Passions.--Comforts of a lowFortune.--Poverty in England contrasted with other Countries.--TheQuestion.... The ...
I.Whither is Europe's ancient spirit fled?Where are those valiant tenants of her shore,Who from the warrior bow the strong dart ...
Description of Peru, and of its Productions—Virtues of the People;and of their Monarch, ATALIBA —His love for ALZIRA —Their Nup-tials ...
FOR THE QUEEN'S BIRTHDAY, 1816.When Spain's proud Genius saw Columbus braveThe Western Course of the Atlantic Wave;Saw his aspiring Mind, ...
Tost rudely round this whirling sphere,Estrang'd from all he valued dear;Shut out from beauty's bright'ning ray;The social night, the tranquil ...
How much of paper's spoil d what floods of ink!And yet how few how very few can think!The knack of ...
HASTE! gentle Sleep! in pity shedThy blessings on my weary head:Come! but do not come alone,Bring the partners of thy ...
IN ANSWER TO A POETICAL EPISTLE WRITTEN TOME BY HIM IN WALES, SEPTEMBER 1791. WHILE in long exile far from you ...
COME, sportive Fancy ! Come with me, and traceThe POET'S Attic home ! The lofty seatOf th' Heaven-tutor'd Nine ! ...
1.YE fabled Sisters of th' Aonian Mount,Who strike the harp, and touch the golden lyre,Be present here as at Castalia's ...
1.HAIL , brilliant Fancy, wildly-pleasing power,Whose forms still vary with the changing hour;To worlds unseen thou wingst thy rapid flight,Through ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
NOW Winter pours his terrors o'er the plain,And icy barriers close the wild domain,From the fierce North the sweeping blast ...
THE WIDOW'S TALE.To Farmer Moss, in Langar Vale, came down,His only daughter, from her school in town;A tender, timid maid! ...
COME , then, explore with me each winding glen,Far from the noisy haunts of busy men;Let us with stedfast eye ...
THOUGH long by fate's austere decree remov'dFrom scenes still pleasing, and from friends still lov'd,I see low shelter'd in my ...
HAIL, Devon! in thy bosom let me rest, And pour forth music from my raptur'd breast: I'll stray thy meadow'd ...
WHILE on the meadowy banks of Spey ,Slow steals along the rural muse,And sees the bordering flowers displayTheir native sweets ...
Tell me a story, father please,And then I sat upon his knees.Then answer'd he,-"what speech make known,Or tell the words ...
Visit of Hope to Sydney CoveWhere Sydney Cove her lucid bosom swells,Courts her young navies, and the storm repels;High on ...
HOW happy in his reed-roof'd cot,The rural peasant's humble lot,Who with the soaring lark foregoes,At early dawn his sweet repose:Round ...
