Poems by William Lisle Bowles
Dirge OF Nelson
... Ne'er triumphed on the green-sea wave! ...
At Oxford
... And the tired sense is hushed, and sinks to sleep ...
On Accidentally Meeting A Lady Now No More
... Though time has changed my look, and blanched my hair, ...
Art And Nature
... Shrank, and beneath the woods through the green land ...
X. On Dover Cliffs.
... Sail'd slow, has thought of all his heart must leave ...
The River Cherwell
... Till eve's last hush shall close the silent scene ...
The Missionary - Canto Eighth
... He spake, and passed like lightning o'er the plain ...
The Winds
... Stern courier of the storm, he cried, what from the north ...
Winter Evening At Home
... Yet thy still orb, seen through the freezing haze, ...
The Right Honourable Edmund Burke
... Their errors deeply scanned, their worth forgot, ...
The Harp Of Hoel
... And we'll love, the long day, where the forest-trees wave ...
Summer Evening At Home
... Has decked with trees and shrubs the slopes around, ...
To The River Itchin
... As Youth, and Hope's delusive gleams, flew fast! ...
A Cenotaph,
... TO THE MEMORY OF LIEUTENANT-COLONEL ISAAC, WHO DIED AT CAPE ST NICHOLA ...
Sonnet I. Written at Tinemouth, Northumberland, after a Tempestuous Voyage.
... Sooth'd by the scene, ev'n thus on sorrow's breast ...
