Tired with the busy crowds, that a… Impatient throng where Folly’s al… My languid powers dissolve with qu… Till genial Sleep repair the sink… Hail, kind reviver! that canst lul…

Far in the depth of Ida’s inmost… A scene for love and solitude desi… Where flowery woodbines wild, by… Form’d the lone bower, the royal s… All up the craggy cliffs, that tow…

Still, shall unthinking man substa… The forms that fleet through life’… On clouds, where Fancy’s beam amu… Shall heedless Hope the towering… Till at Death’s touch the fairy v…

Blow, blow, thou vernal gale! Thy balm will not avail To ease my aching breast; Though thou the billows smooth, Thy murmurs cannot soothe

When in the crimson cloud of Even… The lingering light decays, And Hesper on the front of Heaven His glittering gem displays! Deep in the silent vale, unseen,

LIKE thee I once have stemm’d th… Like thee have languish’d after em… Like thee have labour’d in the sto… Been grieved for trifles, and amus… Forget my frailties; thou art also…

Escaped the gloom of mortal life,… Here leaves its mouldering tenemen… Safe where no cares their whelming… No doubts bewilder, and no hopes b… Like thee, I once have stemm’d th…

O how canst thou renounce the boun… Of charms which Nature to her vot… The warbling woodland, the resound… The pomp of groves, and garniture… All that the genial ray of morning…

Laws, as we read in ancient sages, Have been like cobwebs in all ages… Cobwebs for little flies are sprea… And laws for little folks are made… But if an insect of renown,

Yes, yes, I grant the sons of ear… Are doom’d to trouble from their b… We all of sorrow have our share; But say, is yours without compare? Look round the world; perhaps you’…

I. 1. O Thou, who glad’st the pensive s… More than Aurora’s smile the swai… Left all night long to mourn Where desolation frowns, and tempe…

O thou! whose steps in sacred reve… These lone dominions of the silent… On this sad stone a pious look bes… Nor uninstructed read this tale of… And while the sigh of sorrow heave…

Of chance or change O let not man… Else shall he never never cease to… For, from the imperial dome, to wh… Rears the lone cottage in the sile… All feel the assault of fortune’s…

I was a friend, On this sad stone… Nor uninstructed read this tale of… And while the sigh of sorrow heave… Let each rebellious murmur be supp… Heaven’s hidden ways to trace, for…

Ah! who can tell how hard it is to… The steep where Fame’s proud temp… Ah! who can tell how many a soul s… Hath felt the influence of maligna… And wag’d with Fortune an eternal…