Egotism (Jane Taylor Poems)
YE powers fantastic ! goblin, sylph and fay,Whose subtle forms no laws material sway ;Ethereal essences, that dart and glideWherever ...
YE powers fantastic ! goblin, sylph and fay,Whose subtle forms no laws material sway ;Ethereal essences, that dart and glideWherever ...
Intense the viewless flood of heat descendsOn hill, and dale, and wood, and tangled brake,Where, to the chirping grasshopper, the ...
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind!His promises are naught, too oft we find;I vowed (I hope in tolerable ...
O fancy, if thou flyest, come back anon, Thy fluttering wings are soft as love's first word, And fragrant as the feathers ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
Accurs?d to the Medes, as to himself, That fatal hour when,--mad with fiercest hate,-- His private wrong on one man ...
'TIS nine o'clock:-to bed! cried Egremont,Who with his youthful household (for 'tis nowLong since) inhabited a lonely homeIn the Australian ...
Said the manicure scissors one day,"The shears always have their own way,And I think it absurdThat I am deterredFrom entering ...
Wouldst thou, my friend, mount up to the highest summit of wisdom, Be not deterred by the ...
I feel no small reluctance in venturing to give to the public a work of the character of that indicated ...
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
The last of Summer is Delight -- Deterred by Retrospect. 'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review -- Enchantment's Syndicate. To meet it ...
( A Poem in Remembrance) Bhaskar Roy Barman Jimmy, a black, snub-nosed bitch, a jaw shoved out, your eyes throwing ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Wouldst thou, my friend, mount up to the highest summit of wisdom, Be not deterred by the fear, prudence thy ...
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
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