Inscription In A Beautiful Retreat Called Fairy Bower (Hannah More Poems)
Airy spirits, you who loveCooling bower, or shady grove;Streams that murmur as they flow,Zephyrs bland that softly blow;Babbling echo, or ...
Airy spirits, you who loveCooling bower, or shady grove;Streams that murmur as they flow,Zephyrs bland that softly blow;Babbling echo, or ...
What though while the wonders of nature exploring,I cannot your light, mazy footsteps attend;Nor listen to accents, that almost adoring,Bless ...
How dull the wretch, whose philosophic mindDisdains the pleasures of fantastic kind;Whose prosy thoughts the joys of life exclude,And wreck ...
To Miss - -.Other poets may muse on thy beauties, and singOf thy birds, and thy flowers, and thy perfumes, ...
When Hesper shows his rosiate lamp of love, High in yon lofty arch of dewy blue;When gentle dews distilling from above, Sparkle ...
Was I not served in open dayWith buds and flowers! - and whence came they?In the still night, as poets ...
WITH A SPRIG OF CRIMSON HEATH WHICH GREW ON THESUMMIT OF A MOUNTAIN. MUSE that lov'st the lonely mountain,Cliff abrupt, ...
THE Mind, from Reason's earliest ray,Till freed from her imprisoning clay,Her every power employs,The aerial form of Happiness to gain,But ...
Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;The west wind breathes upon them, pure ...
Ye offspring of the morning sun, Ye flowers that deck the smiling plain,Your lives, in joy and bliss begun, In ...
Forth breaks the dawn, and gilds the Eastern sky,Swift to their secret nests the night owls hie;The flowers of morning ...
O'er faded heath-flowers spun, or thorny furze, The filmy Gossamer is lightly spread;Waving in every sighing air that stirs, ...
SENT TO THE HON. MRS. O'NEILL, WITHPAINTED FLOWERS. The poet's fancy takes from Flora's realmHer buds and leaves to dress ...
O'er faded heath-flowers spun, or thorny furze, The filmy Gossamer is lightly spread; Waving in every sighing air that stirs, ...
Ye offspring of the morning sun, Ye flowers that deck the smiling plain, Your lives, in joy and bliss begun, ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
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