Poems by John Kenyon
The Travelled Oyster
... 'Mong limpets what dark plots are hatching, ...
Aspasia
... Bring but thy bright smile to light us, ...
Destiny
... Brute forms that breathe, high souls that feel, ...
Reverie
... On Love's and Friendship's changeful will ...
Fragment. "Crotchetsodd mixings up of soul and sense"
... (Sense, if the truth were told, oft mastering Soul) ...
The Streams
... More calm, perchance, than e'en when first they knew it, ...
Love
... "His shoulders half with wings were hid, ...
Freedom
... But where swordssomeare turned to ploughshares ...
The Broken Appointment
... Then first I feared that Love's own vows ...
To A Female Friend,
... A mightier power hath stemmed the flood, ...
Grammarye
... While the strings to bridge up 'twas the nose gave its wreck ...
On A Dog
... Chase, reasoning Brain! these doubts that creep and steal ...
Hint To The Poets
... Count not on your fresh creation! ...
Dorchester Amphitheatre .
... Should rise from strife to strife, from strength to strength, ...
Loves Auction
... No grace hitch'd in which Jane hath not ...
