Poems by Helen Maria Williams
Lines To Helen,
... On whose meek head descend no ruffling showers, ...
The Bastille: A Vision
... While freedom cheers his straw-roof'd cot, ...
On the Bill Which Was Passed in England For Regulating the Slave-Trade
... Those limbs which scarce their load sustain, ...
Hymn, Imitated from The French
... III. But should the murd'rer's arm prevail, ...
Peruvian Tales: Zilia, Tale III
... Spanish priest-Its dreadful effects-A Peruvian priest put to the tor- ...
The Morai
... Ye bloom'd thro' Time's long flight unknown, ...
Sonnet to Peace of Mind
... And day's bright tints, like my short pleasures, fail! ...
Dulce Domum,
... CHORUS. Now, sweet Home! our steps are free ...
Imitation Of Lines
... --1794. I. THE hour that calls to death is near, ...
Paraphrases From Scriptures.
... and thy Father which seeth in secret, himself shall reward thee openly ...
Hymn Written Among The Alps
... Where the rude cliff's steep column glows ...
Edwin and Eltruda, a Legendary Tale
... "What woes," she cried, "this breast must prove, ...
Duncan, an Ode
... Where, scowling o'er the couch, death calls his prey ...
The Travellers In Haste;
... IN 1814, WHEN MANY ENGLISH ARRIVED AT PARIS, BUT ...
To Dr. Moore,
... While, like the mole, they hide their heads in night, ...
