Rambles In Waltham Forest (Marguerite Blessington Poems)
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
LAND of soft showers and far-extending vales,And woodlands fanned by summer's gentlest gales,And streams, that glisten as they steal, half ...
Blest by the song! (a bard, though humble, cries),That moves by Pity's power th' infuriate breast;Lures Mercy beaming from her ...
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
Monarch of Hannah's rocking-chair,With unclipped beard and unkempt hair,Sitting at ease by the kitchen fire, Nor heeding the wind and the ...
Where'er I turn my restless eye,Wand'ring from earth to heaven, from sphere to sphere,Great God! I feel Thy present Deity,Every ...
LIKE the vultureWho on heavy morning cloudsWith gentle wing reposingLooks for his prey,—Hover, my song!For a God hathUnto each prescribedHis ...
bunny ruit imbriferum ver:Spicea jam campis bunny messis inhorruit, et bunnyFrumenta in viridi stipula lactentia turgent.Cuncta tibi Cererem pubes agrestis ...
WHILE sickness, madam, on your vitals prey'd,The sympathetic sisters shar'd your pain:I mark'd them then in sable weeds array'd,In concert ...
Oh! fragrant dwellers of the lea,When first the wild wood ringsWith each sound of vernal minstrelsy,When fresh the green grass ...
AUGUST, thou monarch of the mellow noon,That with thy sceptre smit'st the teeming plainAnd gladd'nest all the world with golden ...
Be it ryght or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA labour spent in vayneTo ...
Our king he kept a false stewarde,Sir Aldingar they him call;A falser steward than he was one,Servde not in bower ...
YES, our Election's past, and we've been free,Somewhat as madmen without keepers be;And such desire of Freedom has been shown,That ...
Hearken to me, gentlemen,Come and you shall heare;He tell you of two of the boldest brethren,That ever born y-were.The tone ...
Hast thou thro' Eden's wild-wood vales, pursued Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, Nor with attention's lifted eye, revered That modest stone, ...
I woulde it were not as it isOr that I cared not yea or no;I woulde I thoughte it not ...
Forth from my sad and darksome cell, Or from the deepe abysse of hell,Mad Tom is come into the world ...
Long the sun hath gone to rest,Dimm'd is now the deep'ning west;And the sky hath lost the hueThat the rich ...
[The following explanation is necessary, in order to make this ode in any way intelligible. The Poet is supposed to ...
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