British Georgics. December (James Grahame Poems)
Loud raves the blast, and, smell, the sleety showersDrive over hill and dale with hurrying sweep.The leafless boughs all to ...
Loud raves the blast, and, smell, the sleety showersDrive over hill and dale with hurrying sweep.The leafless boughs all to ...
Sweet month! thy locks with bursting buds begemmed,With opening hyacinths and hawthorn flowers,Fair still thou art, though showers bedim thine ...
I had a dream this morning off Madeira,About my poem and its publication.Methought it was still-born, and I could hear ...
1She cleaned house, and then lay down longOn the long stair.On one of those cold white wingsThat the strange fowl ...
ONE day a sage knocked at a chemist's door,Bringing a curious compound to explore.--'Behold ! said he, as from his ...
Love caught me (yet a little boy),And bound me with his chains of joy;Then with his fillet sealed mine eyes,To ...
A Poem: Or Extracts from the Diary of an Officer in the East.Farewell To England.TEN thousand blessings rest upon the ...
The window born of a desire for skyhas stationed itself in the black wall like an angel:it's friend to man,a ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and ...
——— A manly race Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave; Who still through bleeding ages struggled hard To hold a ...
When I have a house . . . as I sometime may . . .I'll suit my fancy in every ...
Extracts from the Prologue I have come into the Desert because my soul is athirst as the Desert is ...
Mystery of God! thou brave & beauteous world!Made fair with light, & shade, & stars, & flowers;Made fearful and august ...
AS Henry, with the maid he loved,The garden's mazy circles moved,With contemplative eye survey'dThe flow'rs in summer pride array'd; Their ...
Borrow'd PlumesPrologueOf borrow'd plumes I take the sin, My extracts will applyTo some few silly songs ...
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
All hail to Mr Murphy, he is a hero brave, That has crossed the mighty Atlantic wave, For what purpose ...
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