A Winter Day (Joanna Baillie Poems)
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
HOW lovely, Evening, is thy parting smile!The twilight softness of thy glowing skyMay well the poet's pensive dream beguile,And kindle ...
Part I."The wild winds bellow o'er my head,And spent eve's fading light;Where shall I find some friendly shedTo screen me ...
FIRST of Devon's thousand streams--(Beside whose banks no poet dreams,Since to her praise old Drayton fram'dHis pastoral reed, yet scarcely ...
ON Gask's deserted ancient hallWas twilight closing fast,And, in its dismal shadows, allSeem'd lofty, void, and vast.All sounds of life, ...
YES ,--whilst my sight is yet allow'd to restOn those dear features, (which it calms my breastTo look upon, and, ...
HOPE.NAY , sister, what hast thou to boastOf joy? a poor reciter thou,Whose happiest thought is but the ghostOf some ...
'TWAS night in Babylon,--yet many a beamOf lamps, far glittering from her domes on high,Shone, brightly mingling in Euphrates' stream,With ...
WRITTEN FOR THIS COLLECTION.FREIGHTED with passengers of every sort,A motley throng, thou leav'st the busy port.Thy long and ample deck, ...
THE ministering spirits from aboveDescend with energy creative fraught,They breathe on nature with the breath of love,And lo! she wakens ...
YE tuneful sisters of the lyre,Who dreams and fantasies inspire,Who over poesy preside,And on a lofty hill abideAbove the ken ...
WANTON droll, whose harmless playBeguiles the rustic's closing day,When, drawn the evening fire about,Sit aged crone and thoughtless lout,And child ...
YES , 'tis a year since last that plaintive cry,"Pity the prisoners," touch'd my wand'ring ear:And now again their hat ...
WHEN hollow bursts the rushing winds,And heavy beats the show'r,This anxious, aching bosom findsNo comfort in its power.For ah, my ...
IN a dream of the night I was wafted away,To the moorland of mist where the martyrs lay;Where Cameron's sword ...
GIFTED of Heaven! who hast, in days gone by,Moved every heart, delighted every eye,While age and youth, of high and ...
TRIUMPHANT arch! that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part,I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art:—Still seem, ...
SOLE partner of my heart! remov'd from all,Here on the lonely shore to thee I call;The waves which raise their ...
THOU com'st, fair bark, in gallant prideThy swan-white sails exulting spread;Nor I the graceful triumph chide,For silent are the tears ...
IN tremulous vision, falsely near,The forms of nature as phantoms appear,With the wonted colours of earth and sky,When o'er them ...
I WOULD not from the wise requireThe lumber of their learned lore;Nor would I from the rich desireA single counter ...
WHEN last we parted, thou wert young and fair, How beautiful let fond remembrance say! Alas! since then, old time has stol'n ...
Up! quit thy bower! late wears the hour,Long have the rooks cawed round the tower;O'er flower and tree loud hums ...
What voice is this, thou evening gale!That mingles with thy rising wail;And, as it passes, sadly seemsThe faint return of ...
THE features speak the warmest heart,But not for me its ardour glows;In that soft blush I have no part,That mingles ...
WHAT voice is this, thou evening gale!That mingles with thy rising wail;And, as it passes, sadly seemsThe faint return of ...
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