British Georgics. May (James Grahame Poems)
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
Mourn Cambria, thoughtless Cambria mourn,Like Nineveh, repentent turn,Put sackcloth on — proclaim a fast —Cry out for Grace, and mend ...
XLVI'Sir King,' quoth she, 'my name Clorinda hight,My fame perchance has pierced your ears ere now,I come to try my ...
The snow is gone from cottage topsThe thatch moss glows in brighter greenAnd eves in quick succession dropsWhere grinning ides ...
I read that once in Africa A princely wight did reign,Who had to name Cophetua, As poets they did feign:From nature's laws ...
Me so oft my fancy drewHere and there, that I ne'er knewWhere to place desire beforeSo that range it might ...
Airy spirits, you who loveCooling bower, or shady grove;Streams that murmur as they flow,Zephyrs bland that softly blow;Babbling echo, or ...
A raven sat upon a tree, And not a word he spoke, forHis beak contained a piece of Brie. Or, maybe it ...
Why beats my Heart when Flora's nigh,As it would from my Bosom fly?Whence does this melting Softness rise,When her my ...
Oh what is fame! a flower that dies at eve, A golden mist that subtle fancies weave, An unknown star ...
LOUISATOEMMA. APRIL 25th, 1781. OH! my lov'd EMMA , I have much ...
Neere to the place where Nilus channels runne, There stood a town by loue long since vndone For ...
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
RELENTLESS war, must still thy dreaded callThe tender lover from his mistress part?From beauty's eyes bid tears of anguish fall,And ...
I read that once in AffricaA princely wight did raine,Who had to name Cophetua, As poets they did faine.From natures ...
Come, follow, follow me,You, fairy elves that be;Which circle on the greene,Come follow Mab, your queene,Hand in hand let's dance ...
There's a regret So grinding, so immitigably sad, Remorse thereby feels tolerant, even glad. ... Do you not know it ...
Risk is the Hair that holds the Tun Seductive in the Air -- That Tun is hollow -- but the ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
By the side of the brook, where the willow is waving Why sits the wan Youth, in his wedding-suit gay! ...
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