Sonnet – I (Anne MacVicar Grant Poems)
AWFUL and stern the rugged entrance low'rsThat leads to Caledonia's last retreats,Where oft in days of yore, contending pow'rsOn the ...
AWFUL and stern the rugged entrance low'rsThat leads to Caledonia's last retreats,Where oft in days of yore, contending pow'rsOn the ...
E'EN winter has its charmstho' his keen blastSeals all creationtho' his driving snowsLevel her surface, and in feather'd garbCloathe the ...
They bear, in place of classic names, Letters and numbers on their skin. They play their grisly blindfold games In ...
Daughter of Jove, relentless Power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The Bad affright, ...
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
Cupid Conjured Thou purblind boy, since thou hast been so slack To wound her heart, whose eyes have wounded me, ...
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
HOW can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad; How can I the thought forego- He's ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
With God is terrible majesty. Terrible God, that reign'st on high, How awful is thy thund'ring hand! Thy fiery bolts, ...
Storm and thunder. Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to {he Lord renown and power, Ascribe due ...
Thy various works, imperial queen, we see, How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp by thee! Thy wond'rous acts ...
Apollo's wrath to man the dreadful spring Of ills innum'rous, tuneful goddess, sing! Thou who did'st first th' ideal pencil ...
Though thou did'st hear the tempest from afar, And felt'st the horrors of the wat'ry war, To me unknown, yet ...
The Sun, who never stops to dine, Two hours had pass'd the mid-way line, And driving at his usual rate, ...
In ev'ry age, and each profession, Men err the most by prepossession; But when the thing is clearly shown, And ...
High, on the Solitude of Alpine Hills, O'er-topping the grand imag'ry of Nature, Where one eternal winter seem'd to reign; ...
How wisely Nature did decree, With the same Eyes to weep and see! That, having view'd the object vain, They ...
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