The Lady (Carolyn Clive Poems)
THERE was an ancient dwelling-place, The home of English Squires; An ancient Lady dwelt therein,-- She had it from her ...
THERE was an ancient dwelling-place, The home of English Squires; An ancient Lady dwelt therein,-- She had it from her ...
SHEATHE , sheathe the sword while yet you may,Be wise and harmless tho' you're gay.As once to sober thought inclin'd,This ...
WAVES which discourse, in a melodious whisper, Mutual knowledge with the marshall'd clouds,-- Murmur of June, which riseth up with ...
ON PORT ROYAL SHORE. SIX months had William skulking been,About fair Britain's Isle;Six months--and scarce a friend had seen,Poor William ...
WHO DECLARED AN INTENTION OF LEAVING OFF WRITING IN FUTURE. OFT ' doth the mournful muse complain,And will, I wean, ...
ADDRESSED TO THE PARENTS. THIS happy change will teach the pious mindWhat all should own, that GOD is ever kind!How ...
SONG drew the curtains of my life aside, But left me songless ere the risen day, When hurried heart-beats took ...
A Female Friend advis'd a Swain (Whose Heart she wish'd at ease) Make Love thy Pleasure, not thy Pain, Nor ...
"Hark? what mean those piercing cries? Say? what means that dreadful groan?- 'Tis the GOD of Nature dies? To make ...
BEGGING A SLIP OF GERANIUM. I'VE sent my empty pot again,To beg another slip;The last you gave, I'm griev'd to ...
A child's a plaything for an hour; Its pretty tricks we tryFor that or for a longer space; Then tire, ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
A Female Friend advis'd a Swain (Whose Heart she wish'd at ease) Make Love thy Pleasure, not thy Pain, Nor ...
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
Oh that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips ...
When silver snow decks Susan's clothes, And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's nose, The blushing bank is all my care, ...
To the Priest, on Observing how most Men mistake their own Talents When beasts could speak (the learned say, They ...
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 ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
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