Three years she grew in sun and sh… Then Nature said, ‘A lovelier flo… On earth was never sown: This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will mak…

SWIFTLY turn the murmuring whee… Night has brought the welcome hour… When the weary fingers feel Help, as if from faery power; Dewy night o’ershades the ground;

MARK the concentred hazels that… Yon old grey Stone, protected fro… Of noontide suns:—and even the bea… And glance, while wantonly the rou… Are seldom free to touch the moss…

Fair Ellen Irwin, when she sate Upon the braes of Kirtle, Was lovely as a Grecian maid Adorned with wreaths of myrtle; Young Adam Bruce beside her lay,

WE can endure that He should wast… Despoil our temples, and by sword… Return us to the dust from which w… Such food a Tyrant’s appetite dem… And we can brook the thought that…

The little hedgerow birds, That peck along the road, regard h… He travels on, and in his face, hi… His gait, is one expression; every… His look and bending figure, all b…

LOOK now on that Adventurer who… His vows to Fortune; who, in crue… Of virtuous hope, of liberty, and… Hath followed wheresoe’er a way wa… By the blind Goddess,—ruthless, u…

FAIR Star of evening, Splendour… Star of my Country!—on the horizo… Thou hangest, stooping, as might s… On England’s bosom; yet well plea… Meanwhile, and be to her a gloriou…

AMONG the dwellings framed by bi… In field or forest with nice care, Is none that with the little Wren… In snugness may compare. No door the tenement requires,

Most sweet it is with unuplifted e… To pace the ground, if path be the… While a fair region round the trav… Which he forbears again to look up… Pleased rather with some soft idea…

I hate that Andrew Jones; he’ll b… His children up to waste and pilla… I wish the press—gang or the drum With its tantara sound would come, And sweep him from the village!