Lyric Address To Dr. Jenner (Nathaniel Bloomfield Poems)
1 Rejoice, rejoice, Humanity! The fell, destructive, sore Disease, The pest of ages, now can be, Repell'd with safety and with ease. 2 He well deserves ...
1 Rejoice, rejoice, Humanity! The fell, destructive, sore Disease, The pest of ages, now can be, Repell'd with safety and with ease. 2 He well deserves ...
DEAR father mine, thy grave is far away--Soft, sunny skies, bend warm and lovinglyAbove thy dreamless slumber, and the wavesOf ...
Thou sinless and sweet one - thy voice is a strainWhich yields solace to sadness, and balm to my pain,From ...
The wind bloweth wildly; she stands on the shore;She shudders to hear it, and will evermore.The rush of the waves, ...
Baby dear! and shall we sever?All your ownMother is, and yours alone.Father goes; he cares not, he;Comes and now from ...
O'er moorlands and mountains, rude, barren, and bare,As wilder'd and weary'd I roam,A gentle young shepherdess sees my despair,And leads ...
Ruth was a laughing-eyed prattler, Thoughtless, and happy, and free;She planted a seed in the garden, And said: "It will grow to ...
Ye have asked me whence I garnerA new burthen for my song;Think ye that the river tiresAs it gently flows ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
WAINAMOINEN'S WEDDING-SONGS.At the home of IlmarinenLong had they been watching, waiting,For the coming of the blacksmith,With his bride from Sariola.Weary ...
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!I would weave a joyous layFor the loved ones who are absentOn this holy Christmas day;For the ...
Blind Matthew, coming down the village street With slow, sure footsteps, pauses for a while,And in the sunlight falling soft ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
A THOUSAND joys has happy Age,When Youth has left no sting;A conscience sound makes life's last stageGlide smooth on lighter ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
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