#Scots
In one diffusive band, They drive the troubled flocks, by… Compell’d to where the mazy-runnin… Forms a deep pool; this bank abrup… And that fair-spreading in a pebbl…
Go, little book, and find our Fri… Who Nature and the Muses loves, Who cares the public virtues blend With all the softness of the grove… A fitter time thou canst not choos…
Moist, bright, and green, the land… Full swell the woods; their every… Mix’d in wild concert, with the wa… Increased, the distant bleatings o… And hollow lows responsive from th…
Sweet tyrant Love,- but hear me n… And cure while young this pleasing… Or rather aid my trembling vow, And teach me to reveal my heart. Tell her, whose goodness is my ban…
Confess’d from yonder slow-extingu… All ether softening, sober Evenin… Her wonted station in the middle a… She sends on earth; then that of d… Steals soft behind; and then a dee…
First Spirit. Hear, Alfred, father of the state… Thy genius Heaven’s high will dec… What proves the hero truly great, Is never, never to despair:
O thou, whose tender serious eyes Expressive speak the mind I love; The gentle azure of the skies, The pensive shadows of the grove; O mix their beauteous beams with m…
’Tis done! dread winter spreads it… And reigns tremendous o’er the con… How dead the vegetable kingdom lie… How dumb the tuneful! Horror wide… His desolate domain. Behold, fond…
Smooth to the shelving brink a cop… Rolls fair and placid: where colle… In one impetuous torrent down the… It thundering shoots, and shakes t… At first, an azure sheet, it rushe…
The dreadful hour with leaden pace… Lashed fiercely on by unrelenting… When Lisy and her bosom Cat must… For now to school and pensive need… She’s banished from her childhood’…
E. S. Once a lively image of human natur… Such as God made it When he pronounced every work of h… To the memory of Elizabeth Stanle…
Among the changing months, May st… The sweetest, and in fairest colou… Soft as the breeze that fans the s… Sweet as the breath that opening r… Fair as the colour lavish Nature…
MY love o’er the water bends drea… It glideth and glideth away: She sees there her own beauty, gle… Through shadow and ripple and s… O tell her, thou murmuring river,
When my breast labours with oppres… And o’er my cheek descends the fal… While all my warring passions are… Oh! let me listen to the words of… Raptures deep-felt his doctrine di…
Our bard, to modern epilogue a foe… Thinks such mean mirth but deadens… Dispels in idle air the moral sigh… And wipes the tender tear from Pi… No more with social warmth the bos…