Vox Populi (Maria Frances Cecilia Cowper Poems)
Yea peoples of the earth, put not your trustIn princes, nor in any child of manSet over you in lordship, ...
Yea peoples of the earth, put not your trustIn princes, nor in any child of manSet over you in lordship, ...
YE gentle days that once were mine, In every charm of life array'd,No more awaken my regret, No more my settled peace ...
WHILE others, lost in pleasure's guilty round, Blast the glad season of their fleeting youth,Let me in solitary joys abound, Fond of ...
What is he thinking lying there so still,This tiny piece of soft humanity,This little unknown stranger in our midst ?Is ...
COME, Holy Spirit, love divine, Thy cleansing power impart;Each erring thought and wish refine, That wanders near my heart.There let they quick'ning ...
VAIN are those joys that erring man provides, Vain the pursuit of sublunary things!Wisdom the sandy edifice derides, Scoffs at the fading ...
Long ages since, a band of earnest men,With zealous hearts uplifted, sought to raiseA noble house in honour of their ...
I HAVE seen thee again, my beloved,Thou art come in the pride of thy youth,With thy beauty a garment about ...
FAREWELL thou restless world, whose unsound joy,False hopes, and vain pursuits, man's life destroy;Poison in golden cups thou gav'st to ...
O Moon, that sailest in the heavens above,Inscrutable, pale, beautiful, alone.Art weary of thy solitary throne ?Dost long sometimes for ...
BE hush'd my tongue, nor murmur or complain;With pious awe the struggling tear restrain.Dark is my path and intricate my ...
While the whole world is filled with noise of battle,And cries from many a devastated land,While day by day our ...
SAY, wretched wanderer, whom the world insnares,Do all thy joys compensate half thy cares?Where is the balm to ease the ...
Nature her gifts is bringingTo deck the fields anew,And all the birds are singing,And all the skies are blue,And all ...
E'EN to the height of God's eternal throne,Where my affections, my desires, are gone.No view of this frail, fleeting scene ...
AH hapless maid! whose virtues, once thy own,The lustre of thy brilliants far outshone;Couldst thou awhile thy waken'd self attend,And ...
To paths of bliss incline their straying feet,With heavenly wisdom make their souls replete;Give them, O God! that source of ...
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