You tell me that my verse is rough, And to do mischief like enough; Bid me eschew, in honest rhymes, Follies of countries and crimes. You ask me if I ever knew Court chaplains thus lawn sleeves pursue?...
Consider man in every sphere, Then answer, - Is your lot severe? Is God unjust? You would be fed: I grant you have to toil for bread. Your wants are plainly to you known,...
Once an old hen led forth her brood To scratch and glean and peck for food; A chick, to give her wings a spell, Fluttered and tumbled in a well. The mother wept till day was done,...
Yes, I have seen your eyes maternal Beam, as beam forth the stars eternal, Intercommuning of your joys - Sayings and doings of your boys. Nature, in body and in mind,...
Once on a time, in solemn state, Death, in his pomp of terror, sate. Attendant on his gloomy reign, Sadness and Madness, Woe and Pain, His vassal train. With hollow tone...