Ode To Mirth (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
YOUTHFUL Queen of sportive pleasures,Wake thy lute to airy measures;Tripping o'er the gayest green,Deck'd with roses, thou art seen,And every ...
YOUTHFUL Queen of sportive pleasures,Wake thy lute to airy measures;Tripping o'er the gayest green,Deck'd with roses, thou art seen,And every ...
AH! what enchanting scenes the eye beholds,When Spring her tender buds unfolds,To meet the rising blush of morn,And smiling green ...
WHEN Solitude's calm voice invites,To taste her pure, unmix'd delights,What can in charms the rural scene surpass?While yet moist Morn's ...
On a lone sequestered mead,Where silver-streamlets flow,I saw a rose and lily twine,And in love and beauty grow;Again to that ...
They say that Venus once did stray, Where Spring had put on her array Of cowslips, daffys, lilies too, And ...
Fain would my Muse the flow'ry Treasures sing,And humble glories of the youthful Spring;Where opening Roses breathing sweets diffuse,And soft ...
ADVERSITY ! whose gloomy face Still haunts my wearied eye,What bosom can thy sorrows chase, By thee once ...
Ret se but na banaa ai mere achchhe fankaarEk lamhe ko Thahar, maiN tujhe patthar laa duuNmaiN tere saamane ambaar ...
MEEK flow'ret! earliest child of Spring,Her bloomy tribe thy hand shall lead;Thou, first thy welcome boon to bring,From Winter's bondage ...
In spring's green lap there blooms a flower,Whose cup imbibes each vernal shower;That sips fresh nature's balmy dew,Clad in her ...
TU MUJHEY ITNEY PYAR SE MAT DEKHTERI PALKOn KE NARM SAAYE MEInDOBTI CHAAnDINI SI LAGTI HAIAUR MUJHEY ITNI DOOR JAANAA ...
When twilight sheds its parting ray,On Don's sweet banks I lonely stray,Indulging thought's dejected train,That paints my absent lover slain!Each ...
SONG OF THE IMPRISONED COUNT. COUNT. I KNOW a flower of beauty rare, Ah, how I hold it dear! To ...
FAR explore the mountain hollow, High in air the clouds then follow! To each brook and vale the Muse Thousand ...
Ungrateful he, who pluck'd thee from thy stalk, Poor faded flow'ret! on his careless way; Inhal'd awhile thy odours on ...
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...
SWEET flow'ret, pledge o' meikle love, And ward o' mony a prayer, What heart o' stane wad thou na move, ...
WEE, modest crimson-tippèd flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender ...
ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil ...
BLEST be thy song, sweet NIGHTINGALE, Lorn minstrel of the lonely vale ! Where oft I've heard thy dulcet strain ...
Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th'Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as ...
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