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 ...
Elizabeth Bentley Poems on Sadness (27 Poems)
On The Abolition Of The African Slave-Trade (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
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 ...
Ode To Melancholy (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
HAIL! Melancholy! sable queen,With aspect awfully serene;Of silent Solitude the birth,Foe to giddy senseless Mirth;With raven plumes thy brows are ...
The Virtues. An Ode. (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
WHAT angel forms, attired in robes of light,Pour their effulgence on my raptur'd sight?Th' ethereal VIRTUES! lo! the radiant band!Appal'd, ...
On The Death Of The Rev. Dr. H. Harington (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
WHAT universal sadness glooms around!Oh! is he gone whose worth the heart reveres!That solemn bell's now doubly awful sound,Alas! too ...
Ode To Tranquillity (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
O! where, thou friend of mortals, say,Dost thou thy placid charms display?Thou with Innocence art join'd,Empress of the spotless mind.Thy ...
Ode To Benevolence (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
NYMPH of the joy-diffusing smile,The soft, endearing mien;Whose looks the heaviest grief beguile,And chear the gloomiest scene;May ev'ry Muse her ...
On The Death Of William Drake, Jun. Esq. (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
Late MEMBER for AMERSHAM, BUCKS. HOW does the voice of woe, in accents wild,To wound the list'ning ear sad sounds ...
On Cruelty To Animals (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
SAY, lordly Man, of pow'rs possest,That no inferior creatures know;Say, can the mind with reason blest,Relentless fury show.To thy domain ...
Retirement (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
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 ...
On The Approach Of Winter (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
HOW soon the verdant months are past!The branches bend with snow,And keenly beats the chilling blastOn bleak November's brow.Thus fleeting ...
To Hope (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
O thou! advance, whose heav'nly lightCan make each scene of sadness please;On future bliss can fix the sight,And anguish change ...
On The Death Of A Young Gentleman, In The Eighth Year Of His Life (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
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 ...
The Midnight Storm (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
NOW thickening darkness spreads her solemn shade,What awful sounds the startled ear invade,Awake the hallow'd silence of the night,And strike ...
To A Redbreast, That Flew Into The House, And Suffered Itself To Be Taken By The Hand Of The Authore (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
FEAR not, sweet Bird! thy flutt'ring cease,Nor deem thy freedom fled:Soon shalt thou feel thy glad release;No evil need'st thou ...
On The Death Of My Friend, Mrs. Robinson (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
AND hath thy soul forsook her suffering clay?Doth the chill tomb enwrap thy grief-worn frame?Closed are those eyes which beam'd ...
On A Winter Evening (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
CLAD in a fog, dim Evening draws around, Adieu, thou cold, short space, a winter's day;Now chilling damp o'erspreads the ...
On The Norfolk And Norwich Hospital (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
See where yon spacious structure meets the eye!When, wing'd with zeal, intent on mortals' good,Fair Charity, first offspring of the ...
On The Death Of The Rev. Dr. Lloyd, Dean Of Norwich (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
WHY hang the shades of gloom on ev'ry brow?Why the melodious Nine in silent grief!Each tuneful instrument away they throw,And ...
To A Lady, On The Death Of Her Infant Son. (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
RESPECTED Lady! whilst thy heartStill feels the recent wound,Some solace might the Muse impart,Or breath one soothing sound!Though early mingled ...
On The Death Of Mr. Bassett (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
WHEN Heav'n the soul requires, not florid youth,Nor Nature's gilts, by Art improv'd, can save;Yon awful knell proclaims the solemn ...
On The Death Of A Young Lady (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
SCARCE the sad tomb on one loved child had closed,Nor had the parents' bosoms ceas'd to bleed;A soften'd calmness had ...
On The Death Of Jeremiah Ives, Esq. (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
SLOW to the silent mansions of the dead,Yon train in sad funereal pomp draws near;That solemn knell proclaims a spirit ...
Early Seasons (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
UNUSUALLY alert, young SpringIs stretching wide her purple wing,To renovate the Earth;Already o'er our wint'ry IsleShe sheds her joy-diffusing smile,And ...
On The Death Of Mrs. Bosanquet (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
FATE'S messenger the cup of joy o'erwhelms,Where beam'd benevolence and social love;Recalls a native of superior realms,Lent as a short-lived ...
On The Death Of Miss Ives (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
THUS spake the Almighty Lord enthroned in light,To a pure Spirit of th' empyreal choir,"Thou, 'midst my seraph host divinely ...
On The Death Of The Rev. Mr. Peele (Elizabeth Bentley Poems)
Let Fame her trophies to Ambition raise,Of monumental and historic praise;Truth shall forbid the memory of the just,To sink unnotic'd ...