Time (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
Henry Kirke White Poems on God (19 Poems)
Clifton Grove (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Lo! in the west, fast fades the lingering light,And day's last vestige takes its silent flight.No more is heard the ...
The Christiad (Henry Kirke White Poems)
BOOK I.I.I sing the Cross!—Ye white-robed angel choirs,Who know the chords of harmony to sweep,Ye who o'er holy David's varying ...
The Dance Of The Consumptives (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Ding-dong! ding-dong!Merry, merry go the bells,Ding-dong! ding-dong!Over the heath, over the moor, and over the dale,"Swinging slow with sullen roar,"Dance, ...
Lines Written On A Survey Of The Heavens In The Morning Before Daybreak (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Ye many twinkling stars, who yet do holdYour brilliant places in the sable vaultOf night's dominions!—Planets, and central orbsOf other ...
Fragment (Henry Kirke White Poems)
The western gale,Mild as the kisses of connubial love,Plays round my languid limbs, as all dissolved,Beneath the ancient elm's fantastic ...
Christmas Day (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Yet once more, and once more, awake, my Harp,From silence and neglect—one lofty strain;Lofty, yet wilder than the winds of ...
Written In The Prospect Of Death (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Sad solitary Thought, who keep'st thy vigils.Thy solemn vigils, in the sick man's mind;Communing lonely with his sinking soul,And musing ...
On Disappointme (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Come, Disappointment, come!Not in thy terrors clad:Come, in thy meekest, saddest guise;Thy chastening rod but terrifiesThe restless and the bad.But ...
To The Harvest Moon (Henry Kirke White Poems)
bunny ruit imbriferum ver:Spicea jam campis bunny messis inhorruit, et bunnyFrumenta in viridi stipula lactentia turgent.Cuncta tibi Cererem pubes agrestis ...
Fragment Of An Ode To The Moon (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Mild orb, who floatest through the realm of night,A pathless wanderer o'er a lonely wild,Welcome to me thy soft and ...
On The Death Of Dermody The Poet (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Child of Misfortune! Offspring of the Muse!Mark like the meteor's gleam his mad career;With hollow cheeks and haggard eye,Behold he ...
The Prostitute (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Woman of weeping eye, ah! for thy wretched lot,Putting on smiles to lure the lewd passenger,Smiling while anguish gnaws at ...
Hymn (Henry Kirke White Poems)
"In Heaven we shall be purified, so as to be able to endure the splendours of the Deity."Awake, sweet harp ...
To The Herb Rosemary (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Sweet scented flower! who art wont to bloomOn January's front severe,And o'er the wintry desert drearTo waft thy waste perfume!Come, ...
A Hymn (Henry Kirke White Poems)
O Lord, my God, in mercy turn,In mercy hear a sinner mourn!To thee I call, to thee I cry,O leave ...
Sonnet Translated From The French Of M. Desbarreaux (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Thy judgments, Lord, are just; thou lovest to wearThe face of pity and of love divine;But mine is guilt—thou must ...
The Bitter Cup (Henry Kirke White Poems)
Yes, it will be over soon.—This sickly dreamOf life will vanish from my feverish brain;And death my wearied spirit will ...
Sonnet V. The Winter Traveller (Henry Kirke White Poems)
God help thee, Traveller, on thy journey far;The wind is bitter keen, - the snow o'erlaysThe hidden pits, and dangerous ...