Poems by Henry James Pye
Elegy VI
... No more I wish'd, where Isis' clear waves flow, ...
The Snow-Drop
... Strike with their dazzling charms the eye,&emsp ...
"The fading gleam of parting day"
... On rapid light'ning borne, he sought his native skies ...
Sent To Mr. Haley, On Reading His Epistles On Epic Poetry
... Or when the notes from Freedom's clarion blown ...
Song: "Fair Delia while each sighing swain "
... The chilling frowns of cold disdain ...
The Eighth Olympic Ode Of Pindar
... ll not only give satisfaction to his living Relations, but will delight the Ghosts of those deceased ...
The Art Of War. Book III.
... 'Midst the bright fane which various trophies grace, ...
