The Lay Of Marie – Canto First (Matilda Betham Poems)
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
A Poem In Two BooksNow with meridian force the orb of dayPours on our throbbing heads his sultry ray;O'er the ...
ERST, when the Muse of Pity o'er me stole,And kindled new ideas in my soul;When Nature's rude effusions pour'd along,Impell'd ...
FIRST of Devon's thousand streams--(Beside whose banks no poet dreams,Since to her praise old Drayton fram'dHis pastoral reed, yet scarcely ...
SCENE I.--A WOODED MOUNTAIN IN BLOOM--TIMESUNRISE--ENTER LOVER SOLUS.This is my fair resort, the Summer SunIs rising there, the ocean gleams ...
LINES, Inscribed to an amiable, and affectionate Mother, upon the Death of her eldest Son, who fell a victim to ...
Lines, Inscribed to an amiable, and affectionate Mother, upon the Death of her eldest Son, who fell a victim to ...
There is no nobler labour for mankindThan to instruct and elevate the mind,To pour into the eager ears of youthThe ...
Enchantress! whose transcendant pow'rs, With ease, the massy fabric raise;-- Beneath whose sway the tempest low'rs, Or lucid stream meaend'ring plays;-- Accept the tribute ...
O LIBERTY ! transcendant and sublime,Born on the mountain's solitary crest,NATURE thy nurse, thy SIRE exulting TIME ,TRUTH the pure ...
Too long have Tyranny and Power combined,To sway, with iron sceptre, o'er mankind;Long has Oppression worn th' imperial robe,And Rapine's ...
Mary of Modena d. 1718 {1}Dark was the shade where only cou'd be seenDisasterous Yew that ever balefull greenDistructive in ...
WHERE did Canute command the tide,When hast'ning onward, to retreat,Nor (should he on the shore abide),Dare to approach his royal ...
Alas! the evanescence of a dream, That, like a rose, shall never blossom more! A glimpse of unguessed things, and ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
Exert thy Voice, sweet Harbinger of Spring! This Moment is thy Time to sing, This Moment I attend to Praise, ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
Obit 23rd April 1616 Is it not strange that on this common date, Two titans of their age, aye of ...
BEYOND where billows roll or tempests vex Is gone the gentlest of the gentle sex! ---Her brittle bark on life's ...
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