Time (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
This craving 'tis that's Venus unto us:From this, engender all the lures of love,From this, O first hath into human ...
Thus having heard from Gerizzim, I shallNext come to Ebal, and you thither call,Not there to curse you, but to ...
Two brothers once, an ill-matched pair,Together dwelt (no matter where),To whom an Uncle Sam, or some one,Had left a house ...
July the month of summers primeAgain resumes her busy timeScythes tinkle in each grassy dellWhere solitude was wont to dwellAnd ...
"O dearest mother! tell me, pray, Why are the dew-drops gone so soon?Could they not stay till close of day,To sparkle ...
Support, O God! with thy Almighty aidThy glorious church, that fair wide-spreading vine,Which thy right hand has in thy vineyard ...
Come let us prepare,Jolly hearts ev'ry where,Each shoemaker sing and be merry,Let mirth now abound,And bumpers go round,Of Claret, Champaign, ...
It trembled off the keys,-a parting kissSo sweet,-the angel slept upon his swordAs through the gate of Paradise we swept,-Partakers ...
Fountain of good, to own thy loveOur thankful hearts incline;What can we render, Lord, to Thee,When all the worlds are ...
But all this while, where's he whose golden raysDrives night away and beautifies our days?Where's he whose goodly face doth ...
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wingsFrom this base world unto thy heavens hight,Where I may see those admirable ...
When I remember, friend, whom lost I call,Because a man beloved is taken hence,The tender humour and the fire of ...
The twentieth year is well nigh past Since first our sky was overcast;- Ah would that this might be the ...
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
Mad Maria in the Square Sits upon a wicker chair. When the keeper asks the price Mad Maria counts her ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
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