The Pastoral, Or Lyric Muse Of Scotland. Canto First (Hector MacNeill Poems)
When shall the woes of War and Discord cease!When shall the morn of Harmony arise!When shall the dawn of Concord, ...
When shall the woes of War and Discord cease!When shall the morn of Harmony arise!When shall the dawn of Concord, ...
I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The ...
While You, dread Sir, whom partial Heav'n denies,The fruitful Vineyard and Cis--Alpine Skies,O'er frozen Heights and chilling Desarts stray,Far from ...
FIRST of Devon's thousand streams--(Beside whose banks no poet dreams,Since to her praise old Drayton fram'dHis pastoral reed, yet scarcely ...
MAN SPEAKER.FAST by that shore where Thames' translucent streamReflects new glories on his breast,Where, splendid as the youthful poet's dream,He ...
I.Sweet is the English peasant's joy To watch her husband sleeping,And smile upon the blooming boy To his lov'd bosom creeping;Her finger ...
Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song;Nor can remembrance, Mathew! bring to viewA ...
How much of paper's spoil d what floods of ink!And yet how few how very few can think!The knack of ...
To A. R. C.AS, musing, late I sat reclin'd,And waking dreams absorb'd my mind,A damsel came, of various dyes,Like painted ...
1.In thy western halls of goldWhen thou sittest in thy state,Bards, that erst sublimely toldHeroic deeds, and sang of fate,With ...
Thou glorious Laurell of the Muses hill, Whose eyes doth crowne the most victorious pen,Bright Lampe of Vertue, in whose sacred ...
Accursed the man, whom Fate ordains, in spite,And cruel parents teach, to read and write!What need of letters? wherefore should ...
From mental mists to purge a nation's eyes;To animate the weak, unite the wise;To trace the deep infection, that prevadesThe ...
Musing on the fate of Daphne,Many feelings urged my breast,For the God so keen desiring,And the Nymph so deep distrest.Never ...
1712 We count him wise,Timoleon, who in Syracuse laid down That gleaming bait of all men's eyes,And ...
Fair Youth! who wish the Wars may cease, We own you better form'd for Peace. Nor Pallas you, nor Mars ...
Rise up, strong men of England; On outward journeys wend,To fight the fight of heroes, And chance what Fate may ...
Fair Youth! who wish the Wars may cease, We own you better form'd for Peace. Nor Pallas you, nor Mars ...
WITH secret throes I marked that earth, That cottage, witness of my birth; And near I saw, bold issuing forth ...
THe laurell leafe, which you this day doe weare, guies me great hope of your relenting mynd: for since it ...
Give me your hand, my brother, search my face; Look in these eyes lest I should think of shame; For ...
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