Smiling river, smiling river, On thy bosom sun—beams play; Though they’re fleeting, and retre… Thou hast more deceit than they. In thy channel, in thy channel,

On a bank with roses shaded, Whose sweet scent the violets aide… Violets whose breath alone Yields but feeble smell or none, (Sweeter bed Jove ne’er repos’d o…

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,

Thou should’st have longer liv’d,… Have peacefully gone down in full… Thy children would have tended thy… We might have sat, as we have ofte… By our fireside, and talk’d whole…

In days of yore, as Ancient Stori… A King in love with a great Princ… Long at her feet submiss the Mona… While she with stern repulse his s… Yet was he form’d by birth to plea…

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…

Shut these odious books up, brothe… They have made you quite another Thing from what you used to be: Once you liked to play with me, Now you leave me all alone,

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.

In many a lecture, many a book, You all have heard, you all have r… That time is precious. Of its use Much has been written, much been s… The accomplishments which gladden…

To gratify his people’s wish See G—e at length prepare— He’s setting out for Hanover— We’ve often wish’d him there.

The month was June, the day was h… And Philip had an orange got, The fruit was fragrant, tempting,… Refreshing to the smell and sight; Not of that puny size which calls

Roi’s wife of Brunswick Oëls! Roi’s wife of Brunswick Oëls! Wot you how she came to him, While he supinely dreamt of no ill… Vow! but she is a canty Queen,

But a few words could William say… And those few could not speak plai… Yet thought he was a man one day; Never saw I boy so vain. From what could vanity proceed

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

An infant is a selfish sprite; But what of that? the sweet deligh… Which from participation springs, Is quite unknown to these young th… We elder children then will smile