Poems by William Lisle Bowles
XI. Written at Ostend
... When by my native streams, in life's fair prime, ...
On a Beautiful Landscape
... Here, all is still as fair--the stream, the tree, ...
Sonnet: O Poverty! Though From Thy Haggard Eye
... And Sorrow, listening to a lost friend's knell, ...
In Age
... These thinner locks, and that calm forehead speak! ...
Sonnet: July 18th 1787
... Forgetful, though its wings are wet the while: ...
Time and Grief
... Yet ah! how much must this poor heart endure, ...
Sonnet: Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day
... The streams and vales, and hills, that steal away ...
On Hearing
... And I Stand in the world of strife, amidst a throng, ...
VII. At a Village in Scotland....
... To cheer me with the thought of pleasure flown, ...
II. Written at Bamborough Castle.
... Blest if her aid some fainting wretch might save, ...
Sonnet: At Ostend, July 22nd 1787
... But seeming now, when all those days are o'er, ...
V. To the River Tweed.
... Delightful stream! tho' now along thy shore, ...
XII. Written at a Convent.
... Her voice was soft, which e'en a charm could lend, ...
VI. Evening, as slow thy placid shades descend...
... Ah! beauteous views, that hope's fair gleams the while, ...
XIV. On a Distant View of England.
... -- Fled are those hours, and all the joys they gave, ...
