The Art Of Coquetry (Charlotte Lennox Poems)
Ye lovely maids! whose yet unpractis'd heartsNe'er felt the force of Love's resistless darts;Who justly set a value on your ...
Ye lovely maids! whose yet unpractis'd heartsNe'er felt the force of Love's resistless darts;Who justly set a value on your ...
"Oft I've implor'd the gods in vain, And pray'd till I've been weary; For once I'll seek my wish ...
Then thou hast learnt the secret of my soul,Officious Friendship has its trust betrayed;No more I need the bursting sigh ...
How long, ah me! this weary heart hath strivenWith vanity, and with a wild desire!How long, and yet how long, ...
Written after the departure of a Friend with her Infant. HAIL , sov'reign Memory, hail! I court thy pow'r,I love ...
NOW twice the spring, with flowrets gay,Hath 'broider'd o'er her mantle green,And twice the merry month of MayWith hawthorn deck'd ...
SOFTLY , Evening shades the skies,Quick the golden lustre flies;Calm we see the day retire,While Evening's sober thoughts inspire.Pensive pleasures ...
Before the urchin well could go,She stole the whiteness of the snow;And, more that whiteness to adorn,She stole the blushes ...
SACRED to thee and friendly love,I consecrate this humble seat,Hither shall my weary feetOft at sober ev'ning move;And when thou'rt ...
PLACED OVER A CHIMNEY-PIECESurly Winter, come not here;Bluster in thy proper sphere:Howl along the naked plain,There exert thy joyless reign;Triumph ...
Always we are following a light, Always the light recedes; with groping hands We stretch toward this glory, while the ...
I LATELY vowed to leave the nuns alone, So oft their freaks have in my page been shown. The subject ...
Exert thy Voice, sweet Harbinger of Spring! This Moment is thy Time to sing, This Moment I attend to Praise, ...
Almighty Framer of the Skies! O let our pure devotion rise, Like Incense in thy Sight! Wrapt in impenetrable Shade ...
(Revelations, iii. 1-6) "Write to Sardis," saith the Lord, "And write what He declares, He whose Spirit, and whose word, ...
When Time, or soon or late, shall bring The dreamless sleep that lulls the dead, Oblivion! may thy languid wing ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
MNEME begin. Inspire, ye sacred nine, Your vent'rous Afric in her great design. Mneme, immortal pow'r, I trace thy spring: ...
While others chant of gay Elysian scenes, Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry plains, My song more happy speaks a ...
My whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me, for it is infinite. The ripple of water, ...
'Twas in a certain regiment of French Grenadiers, A touching and beautiful custom was observed many years; Which was meant ...
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