Blown up with painful care and har… A glimmering torch blown in a mome… Suspended by a web, an angler’s ba… Floating at stake along the stream… Snatch’d from its hook by the fish…

Creation fires my tongue! Nature thy anthems raise; And spread the universal song Of thy Creator’s praise! Heaven’s chief delight was Man

When Evening bids the Sun to rest… Unwearied Ether sets her lamps on… Lit by one torch, each is supplied… Till all the candles in the concav… The night-hawk now, with his noctu…

Bless’d hope, when Tempe takes he… And leaves her lass-lorn lover to… Like Luna mantling o’er the brow… Thy glowing wing dispels the gloom… Yes, wondrous hope, when Tempe sa…

When on my cottage falls the placi… When ev’ning calls the labourer ho… When glad the bee deserts the humi… O then the bird assumes her peacef… When sable shadows grow unshapely…

Hail, thou auspicious vernal dawn! Ye birds, proclaim the winter’s go… Ye warbling minstrels sing; Pour forth your tribute as ye rise… And thus salute the fragrant skies

Brave Grant, thou hero of the war… Thou art the emblem of the morning… Transpiring from the East to bani… Revolving o’er a servile Hemisphe… At large thou hast sustained the c…

Hark! from the mighty Hero’s tomb… I hear a voice proclaim! A sound which fills the world with… But magnifies his name. His flight from time let braves de…

Salute the august train! a scene s… With every tuneful band; The mighty brave, His country bound to save, Extends his aiding hand;

When smiling Summer’s charms are… The voice of music dies; Then Winter pours his chilling bl… From rough inclement skies. The pensive dove shuts up her thro…

Deceitful worm, that undermines th… Which slyly steals the thoughtless… Pervading neighborhoods with sad s… Like sudden storms of wind and thu… The sounding death-watch lurks wit…

When auburn Autumn mounts the sta… And Summer fails her charms to yi… Bleak nature turns another page, To light the glories of the field. At once the vale declines to bloom…

Blest Babe! it at length has with… The Seraphs have rock’d it to sle… Away with an angelic smile it has… And left a sad parent to weep! It soars from the ocean of pain,

Though with an angel’s tongue I set on fire the congregations al… ’Tis but a brazen bell that I hav… And I to nothing fall; My theme is but an idle air

He is gone, the strong base of the… The dove to his covet has fled; Ye heroes lament his privation, For Lincoln is dead. He is gone down, the sun of the U…