The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius : Book I. (James Beattie Poems)
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
Sing the evil days we see, and the worse that are to be,In such doggerel as dejection will allow,We are ...
The gloomy hulls in armor grim, Like clouds o'er moors have met,And prove that oak, and iron, and man Are tough in ...
With what a glory comes and goes the year!The buds of spring, those beautiful harbingersOf sunny skies and cloudless times, ...
Night the Third, or NARCISSA.Oh ! mournful lyre ! whose soft, yet deep-toned strainsTremble like Zephyr o'er the list'ning plains ...
The depth saith, it is not in me; and the sea saith, it is not with me. It cannot be ...
THE dark green Summer, with its massive hues,Fades into Autumn's tincture manifold.A gorgeous garniture of fire and goldThe high slope ...
O how canst thou renounce the boundless storeOf charms which Nature to her votary yields!The warbling woodland, the resounding shore,The ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
O Lord, my God, how longShall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?How long, O mighty Spirit, shall I ...
ILeave me; oh! leave me,Lest I find this low earth sweeter than the skies.Leave me lest I deem Faith's white ...
Thou dost to rich attire a grace,To let it deck itself with thee,And teachest pomp strange cunning waysTo be thought ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Thou dost to rich attire a grace, To let it deck itself with thee, And teachest pomp strange cunning ways ...
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