Childhood (Henry Kirke White Poems)
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
Oh Fancy, hither bend thy flight,Hither steer thy car of light,Tho' its rainbow colours fleeEre they have shone a moment ...
I. 1.Once more I join the Thespian choir,And taste the inspiring fount again:O parent of the Grecian lyre,Admit me to ...
My masters twain made me a bed Of pine-boughs resinous, and cedar; Of moss, a soft and gentle breeder Of dreams of rest; ...
I.We passed the low stone wall, and stoodBeside the heedless dead,That lay 'unknowing and unknown'Each in his narrow bed --O'er ...
HAIL! sable queen of soft repose,Who bid'st the weary eyelids close,To Sleep's profoundest sway resign'd;Or, still more pleasing to the ...
AWAKE! ye sons of sloth and ease,Can wild and senseless dreams yet please?Ye oft bewail how short your race,Yet idly ...
FAIR dog, which so my heart dost tear asunder, That my life's-blood, my bowels, overfloweth, Alas, what wicked rage conceal'st ...
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