Old Poetry Old Poetry Poetry • Poets • Essays • Forums •

Book: Poetical Sketches

  • To Spring
    O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down
    Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn
    17 lines
  • To Summer
    O thou who passest thro' our valleys in
    Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
    20 lines
  • To Winter
    O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors:
    The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark
    16 lines
  • Mad Song
    The wild winds weep
    And the night is a-cold;
    25 lines
  • An Imitation of Spenser
    Golden Apollo, that thro' heaven wide
    Scatter'st the rays of light, and truth's beams,
    54 lines, 2 comments
  • To the Muses
    Whether on Ida's shady brow,
    Or in the chambers of the East,
    17 lines, 1 comment
  • Gwin King of Norway
    Come, kings, and listen to my song:
    When Gwin, the son of Nore,
    116 lines
  • To the Evening Star
    Thou fair-haired angel of the evening,
    Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Blind Man's Buff
    When silver snow decks Susan's clothes,
    And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's nose,
    71 lines, 1 comment
  • The Angel that presided o'er my birth
    The Angel that presided o'er my birth
    3 lines, 1 comment
  • To Morning
    O holy virgin! clad in purest white,
    Unlock heav'n's golden gates, and issue forth;
    8 lines
  • A War Song to Englishmen
    Prepare, prepare the iron helm of war,
    Bring forth the lots, cast in the spacious orb;
    31 lines, 2 comments
  • To The Accuser Who is The God of This World
    Truly My Satan thou art but a Dunce
    And dost not know the Garment from the Man
    8 lines

Add a comment

    : Comment: