Ah! wherefore should my weeping ma… Those gentle signs of undissembled… When from soft love proceeds the d… Ah, why forbid the willing tears t… Since for my sake each dear transl…

Mycilla dyes her locks, ’tis said: But ’tis a foul aspersion; She buys them black; they therefor… No subsequent immersion.

The Lord receives his highest pra… From humble minds and hearts since… While all the loud professor says Offends the righteous Judge’s ear… To walk as children of the day,

When wit and genius meet their doo… In all devouring flame, They tell us of the fate of Rome, And bid us fear the same. O’er Murray’s loss the Muses wept…

Praise in old time the sage Prome… Who stole ethereal radiance from t… But greater he, whose bold inventi… To emulate the fiery bolts of Jov…

There is a bird who, by his coat And by the hoarseness of his note, Might be supposed a crow; A great frequenter of the church, Where, bishop-like, he finds a per…

Nor oils of balmy scene produce, Nor mirror for Minerva’s use, Ye nymphs who lave her; she, array… In genuine beauty, scorns their ai… Not even when they left the skies,

I slept when Venus enter’d: to my… A Cupid in her beauteous hand she… A bashful seeming boy, and thus sh… ‘Shepherd, receive my little one!… An untaught love, whom thou must t…

Tears flow, and cease not, where t… Till all who know him follow to th… Tears therefore fall where Cheste… Him wife, friends, brothers, child… And justly—few shall ever him tran…

Learn ye nations of the earth The condition of your birth, Now be taught your feeble state, Know, that all must yield to Fate… If the mournful Rover, Death,

Sauntering along the street one da… On trifles musing by the way, Up steps a free familiar wight; (I scarcely knew the man by sight.… ‘Carlos (he cried), your hand, my…

The pipe, with solemn interposing… Makes half a sentence at a time en… The dozing sages drop the drowsy s… Then pause and puff, and speak, an… Such often, like the tube they so…

’Tis not that I design to rob Thee of thy birthright, gentle Bo… For thou art born sole heir and si… Of dear Mat Prior’s easy jingle; Nor that I mean, while thus I kni…

(Revelations, III. 1-6) “Write to Sardis,” saith the Lord… “And write what He declares, He whose Spirit, and whose word, Upholds the seven stars:

Sin has undone our wretched race; But Jesus has restored, And brought the sinner face to fac… With his forgiving Lord. This we repeat from year to year