Contest Between Beauty And Wealth, (Mary Abel Clinckett Poems)
For the Sovereignty of the Island of Barbados.WHERE high Olympus lifts his head in clouds,And his majestic form in darkness ...
For the Sovereignty of the Island of Barbados.WHERE high Olympus lifts his head in clouds,And his majestic form in darkness ...
Suggested by a Dream.TRANSPORT me, Fancy, to those milder skies,Where "the whole year in gay confusion lies,"Where rich cascades in ...
THOU loveliest far of all the Heavenly Train!Thou bright attendant on Night's solemn reign!In whom created Beauty's charms combine,With excellence ...
THE theme my verse unfolds, ye Bridgetown Fair,Is one which late has claimed your constant care,Tis one so dear to ...
On the second Anniversary of our arrival inBarbados.1.TWO years have fled on downy wings away,Since we together hail'd this western ...
OH ! I thou! whose Genius as thy Virtue shines,Around whose brows the wreath of Fame entwines;Benign Preceptress of thy ...
In the garden at Clevedale, whose waters havebeen immortalized from a Young Lady's fallinginto them.In imitation of Petrarch's Ode to ...
1.WHATE'ER Arcadian scenes in fancy's dreams,Delight the eye and rise before the view,Stupendous rocks, wild woods, meand'ring streams,And lakes adorn'd ...
1.THOU sainted Spirit! from the realms of lightLook down propitious on thy child below,Direct my thoughts, and guide my steps ...
1.WIDE o'er th' Atlantic wave the veil of night,Had spread its ample shade on Ocean's breast;The tropic moon, with full-orb'd ...
1.THE Muses long, on airy pinions borne,From clime to clime have wing'd their devious flight,Since from their native bowers and ...
Mrs. Anne Whitaker in Barbados.ON wings of Angels borne unto her God,This blessed Saint has gained the bright abode:Serene thro' ...
THE wide Creation now is hush'd in sleep,And undisturb'd repose pervades the deep;While yon bright Moon pursues her starry way,And ...
1.WHEN soften'd sadness steals upon the mind,And Memory's hand has touched each finer chord,What joy so pure, what rapture so ...
1.MY dearest Father! words can feebly paint,What my heart feels on this most happy day,Beneath the task poetic numbers faint,And ...
1.YE fabled Sisters of th' Aonian Mount,Who strike the harp, and touch the golden lyre,Be present here as at Castalia's ...
HOW general, Anger, is thy wild controul!How dost thou reign in every human soul!Yes, wayward nymph, at thy supreme command,Man ...
That I was in the company of Pope, in hishouse at Twickenham.1.SPIRITS of Air! that float on silvery wings,Throughout the ...
Being diffused among the Inhabitants of Africa.1.As the mild lustre of the rising day,Thro' morn's grey twilight sheds a living ...
NOW silent Evening gently smiles around,And cooling dews refresh the thirsty ground,Departing Sol adorns the west afar,With gentle lustre shines ...
When The Author Was Indulging In The Fancy That SheShould Leave England That Year To Return ToBarbados.1.NOW hush'd and tranquil ...
1.SWEET is the Cottage on the hill,Sweet the wild flow'ret of the Vale,Sweet is the dear mellifluous rill,And sweeter still ...
Who died June 25, 1816.1.O'ER the sad spot where worth departed rests,Angels of Mercy wave their guardian wings,A solemn stillness ...
1.WHY do we rest our anxious hopes below,And fancy bliss beyond misfortune's reach,While every "light affliction," every woeDoes some new ...
1.WITHIN this lonely beauteous spot retir'd,Far from the world and fashion's giddy throng,My youthful muse, by Nature's charms inspir'd,Has learn'd ...
1.SACRED Retirement! friend to ev'ry muse,Come, aid my pen, a flow'ry wreath to weave,Gay fancy, deck it with thy brightest ...
1.CELESTIAL Hope, fair Sister of Delight,What nameless pleasures on thy course attend!Thy smile can cheer Affliction's darkest night,And ev'ry solace, ...
On my leaving Clevedale for Barbados.WHEN Memory's sweet and mildly cheering lightGilds the long retrospect of distant years,Hope's lucid Star, ...
DESCEND , oh muse! and guide my feeble laysMy weak attempts to sing a Father's praise,And thou, my Father, dearest ...
On my quitting Clevedale to return to Barbados.1.AND must the Muse collect her feeble powers,And strike the lyre in Friendship's ...
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