The Prodigal Son (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
BENEATH a father's roof two brethren dwelt,And each domestic comfort truly felt;What farther pleasure could their souls require?The happy sons ...
BENEATH a father's roof two brethren dwelt,And each domestic comfort truly felt;What farther pleasure could their souls require?The happy sons ...
WHAT blest design in Albion's Council moves,Which earth with pleasure views, and heav'n approves?'Tis a design humanely just and kind,Worthy ...
IF, when the Spirit quits her clay-built cell,With incorporeal essences to dwell,Attachments form'd on earth their force retain,And with increasing ...
O thou, each Muse's dearest friend,Pensive Solitude, attend;With musing thought and steadfast eye,All is peace when thou art nigh;Parent of ...
HAPPY the mind with self-enjoyment blest,Who makes the tranquil paths of life her choice;Seeks gentle Peace, 'mid tumults ne'er possest,And ...
AWAKE! ye sons of sloth and ease,Can wild and senseless dreams yet please?Ye oft bewail how short your race,Yet idly ...
THOU, by whose gen'rous mien, whose open brow,Thy unsubdued majestic heart we know;Whose god-like port proclaims thy race divine,Whose smiles ...
DEAR suffering Friend, what anguish rends thy heart!Could Pity's voice but soothe thy pungent grief!Pierced with Affliction's keenest-pointed dart,What words ...
AND hath thy soul forsook her suffering clay?Doth the chill tomb enwrap thy grief-worn frame?Closed are those eyes which beam'd ...
RESPECTED Lady! whilst thy heartStill feels the recent wound,Some solace might the Muse impart,Or breath one soothing sound!Though early mingled ...
SCARCE the sad tomb on one loved child had closed,Nor had the parents' bosoms ceas'd to bleed;A soften'd calmness had ...
HAIL! lovely harbinger of day,To welcome whose returning rayAll Nature quits repose:How sweet thro' gilded clouds to traceThy beauteous joy-inspiring ...
ON Albion's favour'd shores againWhat shouts of conquest strike the ear!Victorious on the watry plain,Her warlike sons appear.Let France, in ...
THE bell has paused! to my reluctant earThis mournful truth its awful accents tell;Yon solemn train in silent sorrow bearA ...
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