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To A Lady On The Death Of The Three Relations
To A Lady On The Death Of The Three Relations
WE trace the pow'r of Death from tomb to tomb,
And his are all the ages yet to come.
'Tis his to call the p…
To Captain H-----d, of the th Regiment
To Captain H-----d, of the th Regiment
Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight
The warrior's bosom in the fields of fight?
Lo! here the christian an…
To A Lady On Her Coming To North-America With Her Son, For The Recovery
To A Lady On Her Coming To North-America With Her Son, For The Recovery
Of Her Health
INDULGENT muse! my grov'ling mind inspire,
And fill my bosom with c…
To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In A Hurrican In North-Carolina
To A Lady On Her Remarkable Preservation In A Hurrican In North-Carolina
THOUGH thou did'st hear the tempest from afar,
And felt'st the horrors of the wat'ry war…
To A Lady And Her Children, On The Death Of Her Son And Their Brother
To A Lady And Her Children, On The Death Of Her Son And Their Brother
O'ERWHELMING sorrow now demands my song:
From death the overwhelming sorrow sprung.
…
To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-Britain For The Recovery Of His
To A Gentleman On His Voyage To Great-Britain For The Recovery Of His
Health
WHILE others chant of gay Elysian scenes,
Of balmy zephyrs, and of flow'ry p…
To A Gentleman And Lady On The Death Of The Lady's Brother And Sister, And
To A Gentleman And Lady On The Death Of The Lady's Brother And Sister, And
A Child Of The Name Of Avis, Aged One Year
ON Death's domain intent I fix my eyes,
To A Clergyman On The Death Of His Lady
To A Clergyman On The Death Of His Lady
WHERE contemplation finds her sacred spring,
Where heav'nly music makes the arches ring,
Where virtue reigns unsu…
One Being Brought From Africa To America
One Being Brought From Africa To America
'TWAS mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there…
On the Death of the Rev. Mr. George Whitefield,
On the Death of the Rev. Mr. George Whitefield,
Hail, happy saint, on thine immortal throne,
Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown;
We hear no more …
On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
On The Death Of Rev. Mr. George Whitefield
HAIL, happy saint, on thine immortal throne,
Possest of glory, life, and bliss unknown;
We hear no more the mu…
On The Death Of J. C. An Infant
On The Death Of J. C. An Infant
NO more the flow'ry scenes of pleasure rife,
Nor charming prospects greet the mental eyes,
No more with joy we view that …
On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age
On The Death Of A Young Lady Of Five Years Of Age
FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light
Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;
On the kind boso…
On The Death Of A Youn Gentleman
On The Death Of A Youn Gentleman
WHO taught thee conflict with the pow'rs of night,
To vanquish satan in the fields of light?
Who strung thy feeble arms …
On Imagination
On Imagination
THY various works, imperial queen, we see,
How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp
by thee!
Thy wond'rous acts in beauteous o…
Ode To Neptune
Ode To Neptune
On Mrs. W-----'s Voyage to England.
I.
WHILE raging tempests shake the shore,
While AElus' thunders round us roar,
And swe…
Niobe In Distress For Her Children Slain By Apollo, From Ovid's
Niobe In Distress For Her Children Slain By Apollo, From Ovid's
Metamorphoses, Book VI. And Fro
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Isaiah Lxiii -------
Isaiah Lxiii -------
SAY, heav'nly muse, what king or mighty God,
That moves sublime from Idumea's road?
In Bosrah's dies, with martial glories join'd, <…
Goliath Of Gath
Goliath Of Gath
SAMUEL, Chap. xvii.
YE martial pow'rs, and all ye tuneful nine,
Inspire my song, and aid my high design.
The dreadful scenes and …
An Hymn To The Evening
An Hymn To The Evening
SOON as the sun forsook the eastern main
The pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;
Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr's wing, …
An Hymn to Humanity
An Hymn to Humanity
I.
Lo! for this dark terrestrial ball
Forsakes his azure-paved hall
A prince of heav'nly birth!
Divine Humanity behol…
An Answer to the Rebus
An Answer to the Rebus
The poet asks, and Phillis can't refuse
To show th' obedience of the Infant muse.
She knows the Quail of most inviting taste
A Rebus
A Rebus
I.
A bird delicious to the taste,
On which an army once did feast,
Sent by an hand unseen;
A creature of the horned race,
…
A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months
A Funeral Poem On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months
THROUGH airy roads he wings his instant flight
To purer regions of celestial light;
Enlar…