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 ...
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
Lo! in the west, fast fades the lingering light,And day's last vestige takes its silent flight.No more is heard the ...
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 night it was still, and the moon it shoneSerenely on the sea,And the waves at the foot of the ...
Come, pensive sage, who lovest to dwellIn some retired Lapponian cell,Where, far from noise and riot rude,Besides sequester'd solitude.Come, and ...
You bid me, Ned, describe the placeWhere I, one of the rhyming race,Pursue my studies con amore,And wanton with the ...
I. 1.Many there be, who, through the vale of life,With velvet pace, unnoticed, softly go,While jarring discord's inharmonious strifeAwakes them ...
Some to Aonian lyres of silver soundWith winning elegance attune their song,Form'd to sink lightly on the soothed sense,And charm ...
Mary, the moon is sleeping on thy grave,And on the turf thy lover sad is kneeling,The big tear in his ...
Child of Misfortune! Offspring of the Muse!Mark like the meteor's gleam his mad career;With hollow cheeks and haggard eye,Behold he ...
Season of general rest, whose solemn stillStrikes to the trembling heart a fearful chill,But speaks to philosophic souls delight;Thee do ...
Yes, it will be over soon.—This sickly dreamOf life will vanish from my feverish brain;And death my wearied spirit will ...
Bloomfield, thy happy omen'd nameEnsures continuance to thy fame;Both sense and truth this verdict give,While fields shall bloom, thy name ...
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