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Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to knowThat things depart which never may return:Childhood and youth, friendship and love’s first glow,Have fled like sweet dreams, leaving thee to mourn.These common woes I feel. One loss is mineWhich thou too feel’st,…
Men of England, wherefore ploughFor the lords who lay ye low?Wherefore weave with toil and careThe rich robes your tyrants wear? Wherefore feed and clothe and saveFrom the cradle to the graveThose ungrateful drones who wouldDrain your sweat—nay, drink your…
Many a green isle needs must beIn the deep wide sea of Misery,Or the mariner, worn and wan,Never thus could voyage onDay and night, and night and day,Drifting on his dreary way,With the solid darkness blackClosing round his vessel’s track;Whilst…
The flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies;All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies.What is this world’s delight?Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright. Virtue, how frail it is! Friendship how rare!Love, how it sells poor…
Emily,A ship is floating in the harbour now,A wind is hovering o’er the mountain’s brow;There is a path on the sea’s azure floor,No keel has ever plough’d that path before;The halcyons brood around the foamless isles;The treacherous Ocean has forsworn…
CHORUSThe world’s great age begins anew, The golden years return,The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn:Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleamLike wrecks of a dissolving dream.A brighter Hellas rears its mountains From waves serener far;A…
The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats though unseen among us; visiting This various world with as inconstant wingAs summer winds that creep from flower to flower;Like moonbeams that behind some piny mountain shower, It visits with inconstant glance…
The cold earth slept below; Above the cold sky shone; And all around, With a chilling sound,From caves of ice and fields of snowThe breath of night like death did flow Beneath the sinking moon.The wintry hedge was black; The…
I.We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; How restlessly they speed and gleam and quiver,Streaking the darkness radiantly! yet soonNight closes round, and they are lost for ever:— II.Or like forgotten lyres whose dissonant strings Give various response…
IThe everlasting universe of thingsFlows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves,Now dark—now glittering—now reflecting gloom—Now lending splendour, where from secret springsThe source of human thought its tribute bringsOf waters—with a sound but half its own,Such as a feeble…