#EnglishWriters
‘Tis pleasant, lolling in our elbo… Secure at home, to read descriptio… Of venturous traveller in savage c… His hair—breadth ’scapes, toil, hu… The merrier passages that, like a…
An author who has given you all de… Furnished the tale our stage prese… Some of our earliest tears he taug… Down our young cheeks, and forced… To solitary shores whole years con…
I HAVE had playmates, I have ha… In my days of childhood, in my joy… All, all are gone, the old familia… I have been laughing, I have been… Drinking late, sitting late, with…
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,
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…
A timid grace sits trembling in he… As loath to meet the rudeness of m… Yet shedding a delicious lunar lig… That steeps in kind oblivious ecst… The care—crazed mind, like some st…
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
To Jesus our Saviour some parents… Their children—what fears and what… When this the disciples would fain… Our Saviour reproved their unseas… Not only free leave to come to him…
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…
Alone, obscure, without a friend, A cheerless, solitary thing, Why seeks, my Lloyd, the stranger… What offering can the stranger bri… Of social scenes, home—bred deligh…
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…
As when a child on some long winte… Affrighted clinging to its Granda… With eager wond’ring and perturbed… Listens strange tales of fearful d… Muttered to wretch by necromantic…
SISTER. I am to write three lines, and you Three others that will rhyme. There—now I’ve done my task. BROTHER.
Three young girls in friendship me… Mary, Martha, Margaret. Margaret was tall and fair, Martha shorter by a hair; If the first excelled in feature,
A little boy with crumbs of bread Many a hungry sparrow fed. It was a child of little sense, Who this kind bounty did dispense; For suddenly it was withdrawn,