Thou fragile, filmy, gossamery thi… First leaf of spring! At every lightest breath that quak… And with a zephyr shakest; Scarce stout enough to hold thy sl…

This picture does the story expres… Of Moses in the bulrushes. How livelily the painter’s hand By colours makes us understand! Moses that little infant is.

Whene’er I fragrant coffee drink, I on the generous Frenchman think… Whose noble perseverance bore The tree to Martinico’s shore. While yet her colony was new,

Come, my little Robert, near— Fie! what filthy hands are here— Who that e’er could understand The rare structure of a hand, With its branching fingers fine,

Hold on thy course uncheck’d, hero… Regardless what the player’s son m… Saint Stephens’ fool, the Zany of… Who nothing generous ever understo… London’s twice Prætor! scorn the…

'Your prayers you have said, and y… What cause is there yet keeps my d… This throb in your bosom proclaims… Disturbs your composure. Can inno… ‘Why thus do you cling to my neck,…

My feeble Muse, that fain her bes… Write, at command of Frances West… But feels her wits not in their be… Fell lately on some idle fancies, As she’s much given to romances,

The Lord of Life shakes off his d… And 'gins to sprinkle on the earth… Those rays that from his shaken lo… Meantime, by truant love of rambli… I turn my back on thy detested wal…

When the arts in their infancy wer… In a fable of old ‘tis exprest, A wise magpie constructed that rar… Little house for young birds, call… This was talked of the whole count…

One Sunday eve a grave old man, Who had not been at church, did sa… ‘Eliza, tell me, if you can, What text our Doctor took to—day?… She hung her head, she blushed for…

It is not always to the strong Victorious battle shall belong. This found Goliath huge and tall: Mightiest giant of them all, Who in the proud Philistian host

A dozen years since in this house… What bustle, what stir, and what j… Every soul in the family at my dev… When into the world I came twelve… I’ve been told by my friends (if t…

An Ape is but a trivial beast, Men count it light and vain; But I would let them have their t… To have my Ape again. To love a beast in any sort

As when a child on some long winte… Affrighted clinging to its Granda… With eager wond’ring and perturb’d… Listens strange tales of fearful d… Mutter’d to wretch by necromantic…