Childhood (Henry Kirke White Poems)
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
Some to Aonian lyres of silver soundWith winning elegance attune their song,Form'd to sink lightly on the soothed sense,And charm ...
I've read, my friend, of Dioclesian,And many another noble Grecian,Who wealth and palaces resigned,In cots the joys of peace to ...
Hence, away, vindictive thought;Thy pictures are of pain;The visions through thy dark eye caught,They with no gentle charms are fraught,So ...
Ill-fated maid, in whose unhappy trainChill poverty and misery are seen,Anguish and discontent, the unhappy baneOf life, and blackener of ...
And canst thou, Mother, for a moment thinkThat we, thy children, when old age shall shedIts blanching honours on thy ...
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