WHAT crowding thoughts around me… What marvels in a Christmas-cake! Ah say, what strange enchantment d… Enclos’d within its od’rous cells? Is there no small magician bound

Expression, child of soul! I fond… Thy strong enchantments, when the… The painter’s pencil catch thy sac… And beauty wakes for thee her touc… But from this frighted glance thy…

Whether dispensing hope, and ease To the pale victim of disease, Or in the social crowd you sit, And charm the group with sense and… Moore’s partial ear will not disda…

HERE rests the image of a friend… Thine, cherish’d BIBI, thine! Oft to this spot our steps we’ll b… And call it Friendship’s shrine. Through length’ning years’ success…

IN ANSWER TO A POETI… ME BY HIM IN WALES, SEP… WHILE in long exile far from yo… To soothe my heart with images of… For me, my friend, with rich poeti…

The hollow winds of night no more In wild, unequal cadence pour, On musing fancy’s wakeful ear, The groan of agony severe From yon dark vessel, which contai…

“Drear cell! along whose lonely bo… Unvisited by light, Chill silence dwells with night, Save where the clanging fetter sou… Abyss, where mercy never came,

BIRD of the Tropic! thou, who lo… Where thy long pinions sweep the s… Or mark’st the bounds which torrid… By thy averted course, that shuns… Oblique, enamour’d of sublimer day…

FAIR OTAHEITE, fondly blest By him who long was doom’d to brav… The fury of the Polar wave, That fiercely mounts the frozen ro… Where the harsh sea-bird rears her…

The troops of ALMAGRO and ALPHONSO meet on the plain of CUZCO—. MANCO –CAPAC attacks them by nights—His army is defeated, and he is forced to fly with its scattered remains—CORA goes in...

While envious crowds the summit vi… Where Danger with Ambition strays… Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av’rice, thro’ his winding w… The selfish passions in their trai…

AN OLD LATIN ODE. SUNG ANNUALLY BY THE… LEAVING COLLEGE AT TH… LOV’D Companions, let us sing! Wake the dear according string–

OF THE BARONESS D’ H—, TO HER TWO DAUGHTE… BRIGHT nymphs, of NEWA’S bank… Receive, before we part, For you, and your maternal guide,

Oh, thou whose melody the heart ob… Thou who can’st all its subject pa… Whose notes to heav’n the list’nin… Can thrill with pity, or can melt… Happy! whom nature lent this nativ…

NYMPH of the desert! on this lon… Simplicity, thy blessings still ar… And all thou canst not give I ple… For all beside can soothe my soul… I ask no lavish heaps to swell my…