To Mrs. P********, With Some Drawings of Birds and Insects. (Anna Laetitia Aikin Barbauld Poems)
The kindred arts to please thee shall conspire,One dip the pencil, and one string the lyre. ...
The kindred arts to please thee shall conspire,One dip the pencil, and one string the lyre. ...
Year after year, as Summer suns come round, Upon the Calais packet am I found: Thence to Geneva hurried by ...
Before I was famous I used to sitIn a dull old under-ground room I knew,And sip cheap beer, and be ...
Through the half-open'd casement stream'd the light Of the departing sun. The golden haze Of the red western ...
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
When Autumn's melancholy robes the land With silence, and sad fadings mystical Of other years move thro' the ...
AT last, coy Spring, concede one festal day To us who yearn thy beauty to behold; These pallid leaves, that ...
By some strange antepast I have consumedIn a former star foregone the fruits of this;And frost and dust commingle in ...
The green sky over the water rising from the depth beyond the bright horizon far off to the east After ...
Swallowed up in the world the way of our sin eaten whole, alive our lives entombed in our will, in ...
Inside this obelisk this homage, this singular space dedicated to the first in the heart of the city forgotten stones ...
It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone Enclosed 'twas not of Rail A Consciousness its Acre, and It held ...
A Deed knocks first at Thought And then -- it knocks at Will -- That is the manufacturing spot And ...
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes Where the flood-tide of France's early gain, Big with wrecked promise and ...
1 Ye heavenly spirits, whose ashy cinders lie Under deep ruins, with huge walls opprest, But not your praise, the ...
Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Or you survive when I in earth am rotten; From hence your ...
Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Or you survive when I in earth am rotten, From hence your ...
In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace- Radiant palace- reared its ...
I. In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once fair and stately palace -- Radiant palace --reared ...
Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers, Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take! How many memories ...
Earth and water without form, change, or pause: as if the third day had not come, this calm norm of ...
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