The Lovers took within this ancient grove Their last embrace; beside those crystal springs The Hermit saw the Angel spread his wings For instant flight; the Sage in yon alcove...
"Hign bliss is only for a higher state," But, surely, if severe afflictions borne With patience merit the reward of peace, Peace ye deserve; and may the solid good,...
Dear Reliques! from a pit of vilest mould Uprisen to lodge among ancestral kings; And to inflict shame's salutary stings On the remorseless hearts of men grown old In a blind worship; men perversely bold...
Yet, yet, Biscayans! we must meet our Foes With firmer soul, yet labour to regain Our ancient freedom; else 'twere worse than vain To gather round the bier these festal shows....
The Land we from our fathers had in trust, And to our children will transmit, or die: This is our maxim, this our piety; And God and Nature say that it is just. That which we 'would' perform in arms we must!...
A barking sound the Shepherd hears, A cry as of a dog or fox; He halts and searches with his eyes Among the scattered rocks: And now at distance can discern A stirring in a brake of fern;...
Untouched through all severity of cold; Inviolate, whate'er the cottage hearth Might need for comfort, or for festal mirth; That Pile of Turf is half a century old:...
Hope smiled when your nativity was cast, Children of Summer! Ye fresh Flowers that brave What Summer here escapes not, the fierce wave, And whole artillery of the western blast,...
That is work of waste and ruin Do as Charles and I are doing! Strawberry-blossoms, one and all, We must spare them here are many: Look at it the flower is small, Small and low, though fair as any:...
Forth from a jutting ridge, around whose base Winds our deep Vale, two heath-clad Rocks ascend In fellowship, the loftiest of the pair Rising to no ambitious height; yet both,...
The God of Love "ah, benedicite!" How mighty and how great a Lord is he! For he of low hearts can make high, of high He can make low, and unto death bring nigh;...
From the dark chambers of dejection freed, Spurning the unprofitable yoke of care, Rise, Gillies, rise; the gales of youth shall bear Thy genius forward like a winged steed....
Yes! hope may with my strong desire keep pace, And I be undeluded, unbetrayed; For if of our affections none finds grace In sight of Heaven, then, wherefore hath God made...
No mortal object did these eyes behold When first they met the placid light of thine, And my Soul felt her destiny divine, And hope of endless peace in me grew bold:...
Yet are they here the same unbroken knot Of human Beings, in the self-same spot! Men, women, children, yea the frame Of the whole spectacle the same! Only their fire seems bolder, yielding light,...
Glad sight wherever new with old Is joined through some dear homeborn tie; The life of all that we behold Depends upon that mystery. Vain is the glory of the sky, The beauty vain of field and grove,...
Go back to antique ages, if thine eyes The genuine mien and character would trace Of the rash Spirit that still holds her place, Prompting the world's audacious vanities!...