Ye banks, ye vallies, and ye groves,Ye streams that murmur near the spot,When sweetly fled my youthful days,Ye never sure shall be forgot.Though far from you, by fortune tostAround this changing world of sorrow,The thought of scenes long past and…
"My Country, my Country! - O, there is a charmAnd spell, in that sound, which must every heart warm;Let us burn at the line, let us freeze at the pole,Pronounce but the sound, and it thrills through the soul.And where lies the charm in that all…
Thou hast passed away, as the flower that bloom'd
In the light of the morning sun;
When evening came with its chilly gloom,
Like the flower thy course was run.
We gazed on thee in the pride of youth,
When thy heart was light and gay;
And could not…
"The heavens, O Lord! Thy power proclaim,And the earth echoes back, Thy Name;Ten thousand voices speak Thy might,And day to day, and night to night,Utter Thy praise! - Thou Lord above!Thy praise - Thy glory - and Thy love.All things I see, or hear,…
Weep, Emeline, weep,And no tongue shall reprove thee;Weep, Emeline, weepFor the friends that did live thee.The flowers in the lightOf the sunshine are blooming;But the checks that were bright,In the grave are consuming.The birds on the treesSing as…
An African Prince on his arrival in England being asked what he had given for his watch, answered, "What I would never give again - I gave a fine boy." When avarice enslaves the mind,
And selfish views alone bear away,
Man turns a savage to his…
TO S.P.G. Esq. Lo! for this dark terrestrial ball Forsakes his azure-paved hall
A prince of heav'nly birth!
Divine Humanity, behold, What wonders rise, what charms unfold
At his descent to earth!
The bosoms of the great and good With wonder and…
Attend my lays, ye ever honour'd mine,Assist my labours, and my strains refine,In smoothest numbers pour the notes along,For bright Aurora now demands my song.Aurora, hail, and all the thousands dies,Which deck thy progress through the vaulted…
----- And fierce Oppression in my dream saw --
His victims bound in fetters at his feet: Their eyes bent to the ground - their faces dark, And deeply dyed with ebon, though the sun That branded deep his mark upon their face, Was rising on their land,…
I gaze upon that lovely cheek,
By beauty's seal imprest,
But dare not let my glances speak
The love that thrills my breast;
For ah! too well, too well I know
Thou never canst be mine;
I gaze - and tears unbidden flow
Yea, tears, my Caroline!
I love…
