Monimia. An Ode (John Logan Poems)
In weeds of sorrow wildly 'dight,Alone beneath the gloom of night,Monimia went to mourn;She left a mother's fond alarms;Ah! never ...
In weeds of sorrow wildly 'dight,Alone beneath the gloom of night,Monimia went to mourn;She left a mother's fond alarms;Ah! never ...
'Tis past! no more the Summer blooms!Ascending in the rear,Behold congenial Autumn comes,The Sabbath of the year!What time thy holy ...
O Thou whose beams the sea-gift earth array,King of the sky, and father of the day!O sun! what fountain hid ...
Albem. Rapt into heaven,High visions pass before the holy man;His tranced accent is the voice divine.Archb. The day of Britain ...
Almighty Father of mankind,On thee my hopes remain;And when the day of trouble comes,I shall not trust in vain.Thou art ...
Where high the heavenly temple stands,The house of God not made with hands,A great High Priest our nature wears,The Patron ...
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