A Poem On The African Slave Trade. Addressed To Her Own Sex. Part I (Mary Birkett Card Poems)
OPPRESSION! thou, whose hard and cruel chain,Entails on all thy victims woe and pain;Who gives with tyrant force and scorpion ...
OPPRESSION! thou, whose hard and cruel chain,Entails on all thy victims woe and pain;Who gives with tyrant force and scorpion ...
I went and came. The wild--wood tree,Again spread out my canopy.I could not sleep. I sat in griefAnd listened to ...
Absence.Neglected, now, behold my Tresses flow:Nor sparkling Diamonds on my Fingers glow.All plain, and cheap, the humble Weeds I wear:No ...
[The following little Poems are written after the Model of the Old English Ballads, and are inscribed to those who ...
"Come, mournful lute! dear echo of my woe! No stranger's tread in this lone spot I fear, Sweeter thy notes in such ...
Sometimes in France, a woman dwelt, Whose husband being dead:Within a yeere, or somwhat more, An other did her wed.This good wife ...
AT an open window sitting,On this day of mirth and glee,'Cross a flow'ry vista flitting,Many passing forms I see.Ah! lovely ...
'T was sung of old how one Amphion Could, by his verses, tame a lion, And, by his strange unchanting tunes, Make bears ...
The lads were once my comrades, They stay at home content.And now's the time of cricket, They count the days well spent.They ...
Like to huge Clowdes of smoake which well may hideThe face of fairest day, though for a while:So wrong may ...
When other friends are round thee,And other hearts are thine--When other bays have crowned thee,More fresh and green than mine--Then ...
The Restauration.ARGUMENT. Laetior una Dies, JESU, tua Sacra Canenti; Qu?m sine Te, melicis Secula mille Lyris. Ut paveam Scelus omne, ...
'TIS past! The sultry tyrant of the southHas spent his short-liv'd rage; more grateful hoursMove silent on; the skies no ...
ILadies who in chains of wedlockChafe at an unequal yoke,Not to nightingales give hearing;Better this, the raven's croak.IIDown the Prado ...
I give the yawp barbaricOf piety and pelf(Who now reads Herrick?)And contradict myselfNo matter, the verse is large.My five-and-ten cent ...
DOOM 'D by my fates, unhappy star,Dear maid, I seek the dang'rous wave;Condemn'd by thee to wander far,To love and ...
I know her story-telling eye Has more expression than her tongue; And from that heart-extorted sigh, At once the peal ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
"What is this world?thy school, O misery! "Our only lesson is to learn to suffer." - YOUNG. LOVE, thou sportive ...
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