The Bas Bleu: Or, Conversation. Addressed To Mrs. Vesey (Hannah More Poems)
VESEY, of Verse the judge and friend,Awhile my idle strain attend:Not with the days of early Greece,I mean to ope ...
VESEY, of Verse the judge and friend,Awhile my idle strain attend:Not with the days of early Greece,I mean to ope ...
Most unpleasantly adjacent to the haunts of lower orders Stood a 'terrace' in the city when the current year began,And a ...
Last night unpleasing visions round my head,In horror clad, their baleful influence spread!Spectres most ghastly rose before my view,And every ...
A JUDGEMENT clear, a pensive mindWith feelings tender and refined;A generous heart in kindness glowing,An open hand on all bestowing;A ...
"Men may weill wyt, thouch nane thaim tell,How angry for sorow, and how fell,Is to tyne sic a Lord as ...
Hail! Power Divine, who by thy sole command, From the dark empty space,Made the broad sea and solid land Smile with a ...
Spring, and the wispy clouds that fade away And draw the ecstatic soul in pain to aspire In maddening flight through heaven's ...
When hearts are full of yearning tenderness,For the loved absent, whom we can not reach --By deed or token, gesture ...
Who would believe that hard and arid stone,Which hath no principle of light nor heat,Doth in itself inactive fires secreteWith ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
These are monarchs none respect,Heroes, yet an humbled crew,Nobles, whom the crowd correct,Wealthy men, whom duns pursue;Beauties shrinking from the ...
Now it was clear to every ShadeThat some great wonder was before them,As Tom upon the palisadeEmptied, as fast as ...
It was him, who, on the marble edges of my Dream, tonight, Standing invincibly like a rock, Immersing his fiery ...
Why weep ye in your innocent toil at all?Sweet little hands, why halt and tremble so?Full many a wrong note ...
WHEN I'm dead, and silent lying,Should you in an hour of aweGaze upon me, softly sighing,Back the solemn curtain draw;But ...
"Ah! wo the hour when fancy held her sway, And reason came not with her radiance bright, When passion flam'd ...
His old age fell on years of abundant harvest. There were no earthquakes, droughts or floods. It seemed as if ...
Life! Austere arbiter of each man's fate, By whom he learns that Nature's steadfast laws Are as decrees immutable; O ...
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirred Excellent is Bloom But except its ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
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