Sonnet XIX. (John Moultrie Poems)
Not anger, not contempt should be thy meed,Not scornful indignation, but most deepAnd sorrowing pity, soul that canst not sleepFor ...
Not anger, not contempt should be thy meed,Not scornful indignation, but most deepAnd sorrowing pity, soul that canst not sleepFor ...
Friend most beloved, most honour'd, fare thee well;All joy go with thee to that home of Love,Whence thou, at Friendship's ...
Dear friend, they tell me 'tis the happy day(To me most happy) which beheld thy birth,And, ere my name was ...
If I could doubt that, in another sphereBrighter than this, and ne'er to pass away,The renovated soul shall live for ...
Our minds were form'd by nature far apart,And with few common sympathies endued:Thine ardent and most active, and imbuedWith thirst ...
Not for thy genius, though I deem it high,Thy clear and deep and comprehensive mind,Thy vigorous thought, with healthful sense ...
Yet didst thou tell me once that some chance word,From these unconscious lips at random sent,Reproof and warning to thy ...
When from my desk in yonder crowded fane,Thy vacant pew my wandering eyes survey,Seeking unconsciously the far away,My heart shrinks ...
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