Thou who shalt stop, where Thames' translucent wave Shines a broad Mirror thro' the shadowy Cave; Where ling'ring drops from min'ral Roofs distill, And pointed Crystals break the sparkling Rill,...
Thou who shalt stop, where Thames' translucent wave Shines a broad mirror through the shadowy cave; Where lingering drops from mineral roofs distil, And pointed crystals break the sparkling rill,...
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife, Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life, It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
The storm hath blown thee a lover, sweet, And laid him kneeling at thy feet. But, - guerdon rich for favor rare! The wind hath all thy holy hair To kiss and to sing through and to flare...
O Nightingale my heart How sad thou art! How heavy is thy wing, Desperately whirr'd that thy throat may fling Song to the tingling silences remote! Thine eye whose ruddy spark Burned fiery of late,...
Farewell to Leyden's lonely bound, The Belgian Muse's sober seat; Where dealing frugal gifts around To all the favorites at her feet, She trains the body's bulky frame...
Borgia, thou once wert almost too august And high for adoration; now thou 'rt dust; All that remains of thee these plaits unfold, Calm hair meandering in pellucid gold.
Heaven bless this new abode; defend its doors Against the entry of malignant sprites - Gaunt Poverty, pale Sickness, Care that blights; And o'er its thresholds, like the enchanted shores...
Mortal! who, armed with holy fortitude, The path of good right onward hast pursued; May HE, to whose eternal throne on high The sufferers of the earth with anguish cry, Be thy protector! On that dreary road...
The birds put off their every hue To dress a room for Montagu. The peacock sends his heavenly dyes, His rainbows and his starry eyes; The pheasant plumes, which round enfold...
If Noisy Tom[1] should in the senate prate, "That he would answer both for church and state; And, farther, to demonstrate his affection, Would take the kingdom into his protection;"...
When a night in November Blew forth its bleared airs An infant descended His birth-chamber stairs For the very first time, At the still, midnight chime; All unapprehended...
I had forgot how, in my day The Sabine fields around me lay In amaranth and asphodel, With many a cold Bandusian well Bright-bubbling by the mountain-way. In forest dells of Faun and Fay...
I saw on a hedge that was flourishing by A rose that was stirred by the breath of the morn, So smiling and fragrant it looked there, that I Was tempted to seize it, forgetting the thorn. ...
Down all the lanterned Bagdad of our youth He steals, with golden justice for the poor: Within his palace you shall know the truth! A blood-smeared headsman hides behind each door.
In language warm as could be breathed or penn'd Thy picture speaks the original, my friend, Not by those looks that indicate thy mind' They only speak thee friend of all mankind;...
I should have deem'd it once an effort vain To sweeten more sweet Maro's matchless strain, But from that error now behold me free, Since I received him as a gift from thee.
Here once engaged the stranger's view Young Friendship's record simply trac'd; Few were her words, - but yet, though few, Resentment's hand the line defac'd.