On Winter (George Moses Horton Poems)
When smiling Summer's charms are past, The voice of music dies; Then Winter pours his chilling blast From rough inclement skies. The pensive dove ...
When smiling Summer's charms are past, The voice of music dies; Then Winter pours his chilling blast From rough inclement skies. The pensive dove ...
Majestic insect! from thy royal hum, The flies retreat, or starve before they'll come; The obedient plough-horse may, devoid of fear, Perform his ...
Sad Moscow, thy fate do I see,Fire! fire! in the city all cry;Like quails from the eagle all flee,Escape in ...
Thou may'st with pleasure hail the dawn,And greet the morning's eye;Remember, king, the night comes on,The fleeting day will soon ...
When on my cottage falls the placid shower,When ev'ning calls the labourer home to rest,When glad the bee deserts the ...
The king of day rides on,To give the placid morning birth;On wheels of glory moves his throne,Whose light adorns the ...
As smoke from a volcano soars in the air, The soul of man discontent mounts from a sigh, Exhaled as ...
Oft do I hear those windows ope And shut with dread surprise, And spirits murmur as they grope, But break ...
Bless'd hope, when Tempe takes her last long flight, And leaves her lass-lorn lover to complain, Like Luna mantling o'er ...
'Tis sweet to trace the setting sun Wheel blushing down the west; When his diurnal race is run, The traveller ...
What summons do I hear? The morning peal, departure's knell; My eyes let fall a friendly tear, And bid this ...
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