Ode On Lord Hay’s BirthDay (James Beattie Poems)
A Muse, unskill'd in venal praise,Unstain'd with flattery's art;Who loves simplicity of laysBreathed ardent from the heart;While gratitude and joy ...
A Muse, unskill'd in venal praise,Unstain'd with flattery's art;Who loves simplicity of laysBreathed ardent from the heart;While gratitude and joy ...
The music's done. Be quiet, Mr. Durie!Your bell and whistle put me in a fury!Don't ring up yet, sir--I've a word ...
Spring winds that blowAs over leagues of myrtle-blooms and may;Bevies of spring clouds trooping slow,Like matrons heavy bosomed and aglowWith ...
"WHY urge the long, unequal fight,Since Truth has fallen in the street,Or lift anew the trampled light,Quenched by the heedless ...
I.Behold; the Balance in the skySwift on the wintry scale inclines:To earthy caves the Dryads fly,And the bare pastures Pan ...
Died at Hartford, Sunday, May 5th, 1861.She found a painless avenue to makeThe great transition from a world of careTo ...
Never was there lovelier townThan our Falmouth by the sea.Tender curves of sky look downOn her grace of knoll and ...
Youth is the time when hearts are large, And stirring warsAppeal to the spirit which appeals in turn To the blade it ...
Her mother shed a tear or two but wasn't reallycrying. It was the thing to do, so she did itenjoying ...
IPaul, let thy faces from the canvas lookHaply less clearly than Pietro's can,Less lively than in tints of Titian,Or him ...
The Persian's flowery gifts, the shrineOf fruitful Ceres, charm no more;The woven wreaths of oak and pineAre dust along the ...
A VISION OF CHRISTMAS EVE, 1878.AS here within I watch the fervid coals,While the chill heavens without shine wanly white,I ...
The skies are blue above my head, The prairie green below,And flickering o'er the tufted grass The shifting shadows go,Vague-sailing, where the ...
The day is done, and darknessFrom the wing of night is loosed,As a feather is wafted downward,From a chicken going ...
Awm noa radical, liberal nor toory, Awm a plain spokken, hard-workin man;Aw cooart nawther fame, wealth nor glory, But try to do ...
Lovely courier of the sky,Whence and whither dost thou fly?Scattering, as thy pinions play,Liquid fragrance all the way:Is it business? ...
If yet I have not all thy love,Dear, I shall never have it all,I cannot breathe one other sigh, to ...
See where the winding vale its lavish stores,Irriguous, spreads. See, how the lily drinksThe latent rill, scarce oozing through the ...
We would render fitting tribute,We would add to thy great fame,We would crown thee with due honorAnd immortalize thy name.Till ...
He's not the happy man, to whom is givenA plenteous fortune by indulgent Heaven;Whose gilded roofs on shining columns rise,And ...
When he finds his wife in bed with another man--The conservative politician feels an ache in his stomach,remembers the longanisa ...
You are the apple of my eye,My heart's delight:I am remote from my valley,To me you are the Burning Bush ...
When thy Son, O God, was sleeping,In death's rocky prison bound,When his faithful ones were weeping,And the guards were watching ...
Fine is the wine that is in love with us,The goodly bread we wait for from the oven,And woman whom ...
Soon as the morning trembles o'er the sky,And unperceived, unfolds the spreading day;Before the ripen'd field the reapers stand,In fair ...
In spite of adversity, trouble, and scorn,And all your philanthropy deemsWretched and ragged, and vile and forlorn,No son of misfortune ...
Hail! noble mind, that formed the liberal plan:Hail! generous heart, that on the working man,With kindly courtesy, this day bestowedA ...
Died at Hartford, September 28th, 1862.We miss her at the chancel-side, For when we last drew near,The holy Eucharist to share,She, ...
When first the Almighty Father's thought Created man,—how wondrouslyHis virtue-giving spirit wrought The mystic cords of Charity.To live for others, and to ...
We blossom in the border landWhen pilgrim shadows strewThe largess of a liberal hand,In glittering gems of dew.Too timorous our ...
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