Poems (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
Musing on the changes that are observable in many of the scenes we contemplate, the circumstance of the spot on ...
Elizabeth Bath Poems on Sadness (13 Poems)
Lines, (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
On the Sudden Death of my muchrespected and highly valuedFriend, Susannah Davidson, Sen. of London. READER tho' health, and strength, ...
An Effusion (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
AS early o'er the dewy lawn I took my pensive way;The brilliants of the opening morn Adorn'd each ...
The Reflections Of A Serious Moment (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
HOW cold are the dead in the depths of the grave, Still and dark is their gloomy abode;And long ...
To Echo (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
ENCHANTRESS of the rocks! in accents sweet,Again those deep mysterious notes repeat;Once more thy vocal efforts I engage,To swell with ...
Expectation (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
Occasioned by a Friend's revisiting her native City, with herinfant Boy. CEASE to flutter round my heart, Hope too ...
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 ...
An Address To Poetry (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
SWEET Poesy, whose soothing pow'r can chace The fiendlike forms which all our joys invade,When in thy flowing numbers ...
On Poverty (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
DARK is the cloud which hov'ring o'er the mind,Shades the bright promises of early youth;Nips all its blossoms, blights the ...
To The Rainbow (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
HAIL glorious arch in Heav'n, whose varied diesGilds the dark vapours that obscure the skies;Whose matchless colours charm th' attentive ...
Address To Beauty (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
ELOQUENT deceiver! say, With each soft, each fond endeavour;Canst thou bid the fragile clay, Live and last and ...
An Estimate Of The Pleasures Of Life (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
WHAT are all our promis'd pleasures, But the dew drops of the morn;Little, trembling, glittering treasures, Transient gems ...
Sonnet VI (Elizabeth Bath Poems)
TO A PENSWEET comforter, how often have I sought Thy kind relief in sorrow's darkest day!Thou hast from friendship's ...