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The Lay of the Last Minstrel: Canto II.

© Sir Walter Scott

I.

If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,

Whitsunday

© Alessandro Manzoni

Mother of the sons of God,

Image of the house supernal,

"In Exchange For His Soul!"

© Isabella Valancy Crawford

Long time one whisper'd in his ear--
"Give me my strong, pure soul; behold
'Tis mine to give what men hold dear--
The treasure of red gold."

Greenwich Hospital

© William Lisle Bowles

Come to these peaceful seats, and think no more

Of cold, of midnight watchings, or the roar

We who have walked deserted stubble fields on a December evening,
Who have seen over the field's edge a soft river woman scattering
Her fog flowers-they all are like some village girls of old-
We who have seen in darkness the akanda tree, the dhundul plant
Filled with fireflies, the moon standing quietly at the head of
An already harvested field-she has no yearning for that harvest;

Address Delivered At The Opening Of The New Theatre At Richmond

© Henry Timrod

A Prize Poem

Song Of Nature

© Henry David Thoreau

Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of air, the gull of space,
The sportive sun, the gibbous moon,
The innumerable days.

The Lament Of Tasso

© George Gordon Byron

I.
Long years!--It tries the thrilling frame to bear
And eagle-spirit of a child of Song--
Long years of outrage, calumny, and wrong;

The Columbiad: Book II

© Joel Barlow

High o'er his world as thus Columbus gazed,
And Hesper still the changing scene emblazed,
Round all the realms increasing lustre flew,
And raised new wonders to the Patriarch's view.

The Last Walk In Autumn

© John Greenleaf Whittier

I.

O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands

The Farmer's Boy - Winter

© Robert Bloomfield

If now in beaded rows drops deck the spray,
While _Phoebus_ grants a momentary ray,
Let but a cloud's broad shadow intervene,
And stiffen'd into gems the drops are seen;
And down the furrow'd oak's broad southern side
Streams of dissolving rime no longer glide.

The Kalevala - Rune XVII

© Elias Lönnrot

WAINAMOINEN FINDS THE LOST-WORD.

Sunrise

© Emma Lazarus

Weep for the martyr! Strew his bier

With the last roses of the year;

Life Is A Dream - Act I

THIS TRANSLATION
INTO ENGLISH IMITATIVE VERSE
OF
CALDERON'S MOST FAMOUS DRAMA,

Belshazzar. A Sacred Drama

© Hannah More

Persons of the Drama :--
Belshazzar, King of Babylon.
Nitocris, the Queen-Mother.
Courtiers, Astrologers, Parasites.
Daniel, the Jewish Prophet.
Captive Jews, &c. &c.