Beams of the daybreak faint! I ha… Your dubious hues, as on the robe Of night, which wraps the slumberi… I mark your traces pale. Tired with the taper’s sickly ligh…

Why should I blush to own I love? ’Tis Love that rules the realms a… Why should I blush to say to all, That Virtue holds my heart in thr… Why should I seek the thickest sh…

Hark! how the merry bells ring joc… And now they die upon the veering… Anon they thunder loud Full on the musing ear. Wafted in varying cadence, by the…

When the winter wind whistles alon… And the cottager shuts on the begg… When the chilling tear stands in m… Oh, how hard is the lot of the Wa… The winter is cold, and I have no…

Here would I wish to sleep. This… Which I have long mark’d out to l… Tired out and wearied with the rio… Beneath this yew I would be sepul… It is a lovely spot! The sultry s…

Sweet to the gay of heart is Summ… Sweet the wild music of the laughi… But ah! my soul far other scenes b… Where gloomy storms their sullen s… Is it for me to strike the Idalia…

Be hush’d, be hush’d, ye bitter wi… Ye pelting rains, a little rest; Lie still, lie still, ye busy thou… That wring with grief my aching br… Oh! cruel was my faithless love,

Bloomfield, thy happy omen’d name Ensures continuance to thy fame; Both sense and truth this verdict… While fields shall bloom, thy name…

I. 1. Retired, remote from human noise, An humble Poet dwelt serene; His lot was lowly, yet his joys Were manifold, I ween.

Maiden! wrap thy mantle round thee… Cold the rain beats on thy breast: Why should Horror’s voice astound… Death can bid the wretched rest! All under the tree

When marshal’d on the nightly plai… The glittering host bestud the sky… One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner’s wandering eye… Hark! hark! to God the chorus bre…

O Lord, my God, in mercy turn, In mercy hear a sinner mourn! To thee I call, to thee I cry, O leave me, leave me not to die! I strove against thee, Lord, I kn…

Mighty magician! who on Torneo’s… When sullen tempests wrap the thro… Art wont to sit and catch the glea… That shoots athwart the gloom opaq… And listen to the distant death-sh…

Ye many twinkling stars, who yet d… Your brilliant places in the sable… Of night’s dominions!-Planets, an… Of other systems!-big as the burni… Which lights this nether globe,-ye…

bunny ruit imbriferum ver: Spicea jam campis bunny messis inh… Frumenta in viridi stipula lactent… Cuncta tibi Cererem pubes agresti… ~VIRGIL.