To Sensibility (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
SOFT Sensibility! subduing power,Thy thorns are wounding while I pluck the flower;Thy influence all unseen, beyond controul,Rouses each finer feeling ...
SOFT Sensibility! subduing power,Thy thorns are wounding while I pluck the flower;Thy influence all unseen, beyond controul,Rouses each finer feeling ...
Oh! the sunny peaches glow, And the grapes in clusters blush; And the cooling silver streams ...
HAIL! temp'rate Autumn, Nymph sedate,With russet clad in simple state,Thou claim'st the votive lay;Thy dew the thirsty earth revives,Each drooping ...
The air is brisk, and the green lowland ringsWith tinkling waterfalls and bubbling springs,The clouds glance fleetly by, and, as ...
Now Winter's chilling frosts are o'er,And cold bleak winds assail no more;The fleecy snow no more is seen,But Spring comes ...
Fair flower of Christmas - white chrysanthemum!I mark thy blossoms wave, thy fragile formBend to the breeze, yet brave the ...
THOU, Winter, with protracted sway,Dost still thy lingering flight delay,Still 'neath thy veil of snow,The charms of Nature lie conceal'd,To ...
UNUSUALLY alert, young SpringIs stretching wide her purple wing,To renovate the Earth;Already o'er our wint'ry IsleShe sheds her joy-diffusing smile,And ...
INDIFFERENCE! nymph of calm, unruffled brow, I hail thee, henceforth, as a welcome guest;Thy easy chain of flow'rets round ...
FAR from the busy scenes of life,Remote from clamourous haunts of strife,What bliss salutes the mind!To search the depths of ...
FRESH snow is now the mountain's crown, And clouds with growing day come down, And I who in the spring ...
Gleam'd the red sun athwart the misty hazeWhich veil'd the cold earth from its loving gaze,Feeble and sad as hope ...
THOU! whom Prosperity has always ledO'er level paths, with moss and flow'rets strewn;For whom she still prepares a downy bedWith ...
LITTLE leaves and flow'rets too, Scatter we with gentle hand, Kind young spring-gods to the view, Sporting on an airy ...
[Goethe describes this much-admired Poem, which he wrote in honour of his love Lily, as being "designed to change his ...
I. ADIEU, New-England's smiling meads, Adieu, the flow'ry plain: I leave thine op'ning charms, O spring, And tempt the roaring ...
Wilt thou not the lambkins guard? Oh, how soft and meek they look, Feeding on the grassy sward, Sporting round ...
Beneath an old wall, that went round an old Castle, For many a year, with brown ivy o'erspread; A neat ...
FLOW soft RIVER, gently stray, Still a silent waving tide O'er thy glitt'ring carpet glide, While I chaunt my ROUNDELAY, ...
Turn to yon vale beneath, whose tangled shade Excludes the blazing torch of noon-day light, Where sportive Fawns, and dimpled ...
O thou! meek Orb! that stealing o'er the dale Cheer'st with thy modest beams the noon of night! On the ...
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