(Written in the last reign.)
#English
All are not false. I knew a youth… For grief, because his Love prove… And married with another. I saw him on the wedding—day,— For he was present in the church t…
I have taught your young lips the… Which form the petition we call th… And now let me help my dear child… The meaning of all the good words… ‘Our Father,’—the same appellatio…
A bird appears a thoughtless thing… He’s ever living on the wing, And keeps up such a carolling, That little else to do but sing A man would guess had he.
O hush, my little baby brother; Sleep, my love, upon my knee. What though, dear child, we’ve los… That can never trouble thee. You are but ten weeks old to—morro…
As busy Aurelia, ‘twixt work and… Was labouring industriously hard To cull the vile weeds from the fl… Which grew in her father’s court—y… In her juvenile anger, wherever sh…
Was it so hard a thing? I did but… A fleeting holiday, a little week. What if the jaded steer who all da… Had borne the heat and burthen of… When evening came, and her sweet c…
Thou too art dead, ——! very kind Hast thou been to me in my childis… Thou best good creature. I have n… How thou didst love thy Charles,… A prating school—boy: I have not…
A stranger, and alone, I past tho… We past so late together; and my h… Felt something like desertion, whe… Around me, and the well—known voic… Was absent, and the cordial look w…
Lucy, what do you espy In the cast in Jenny’s eye That should you to laughter move? I far other feelings prove. When on me she does advance
When beasts by words their meaning… Some well—dressed men and women di… To gaze upon two monkeys at a fair… And one who was the spokesman in t… Said, in their countenance you mig…
My father’s grandfather lives stil… His age is fourscore years and ten… He looks a monument of time, The agedest of aged men. Though years lie on him like a loa…
A little child, who had desired To go and see the Park guns fired… Was taken by his maid that way Upon the next rejoicing day. Soon as the unexpected stroke
Alas! how am I chang’d! Where be… The sobs, and forc’d suspensions o… And all the dull desertions of the… With which I hung o’er my dead mo… Where be the blest subsidings of t…
David and his three captains bold Kept ambush once within a hold. It was in Adullam’s cave, Nigh which no water they could hav… Nor spring nor running brook was n…
‘Tell me, would you rather be Changed by a fairy to the fine Young orphan heiress Geraldine, Or still be Emily? ’Consider, ere you answer me,