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  • Life! I know not what thou art
    LIFE! I know not what thou art,
    But know that thou and I must part;
    30 lines, 2 comments
  • An Inventory of the Furniture in Dr. Priestley's Study
    A map of every country known,
    With not a foot to&nb
    58 lines
  • To Miss R.: On Her Attendance On Her Mother At Buxton
    When blooming beauty in the noon of power,
    While offered joys demand each sprightly hour,
    40 lines
  • A Thought on Death
    When life as opening buds is sweet,
    And golden hopes the fancy greet,
    20 lines
  • To a Little Invisible Being
    Germ of new life, whose powers expanding slow
    For many a moon their full perfection wait,--
    37 lines
  • To A Dog
    Dear faithful object of my tender care,
    Whom but my partial eyes none fancy fair;
    16 lines
  • Inscription For An Ice-House
    Stranger, approach! within this iron door
    Thrice locked and bolted, this rude arch beneath
    31 lines
  • An Autumnal Thought
    'Tis past! we breathe! assuaged at length
    The flames that drank our vital strength!
    28 lines
  • Hymn: Ye Are The Salt of The Earth
    Salt of the earth, ye virtuous few,
    Who season human-kind;
    64 lines
  • Washing-Day
    The Muses are turned gossips; they have lost
    The buskined step, and clear high-sounding phrase,
    89 lines
  • To Dr. A.
    Within the cot the Muses love,
    May Peace reside, that household dove!
    14 lines
  • To Mrs. A.
    You whose clear life, one fair, well-ordered day,
    In useful tenour calmly glides away;
    6 lines
  • To Mr. S. T. Coleridge
    Midway the hill of science, after steep
    And rugged paths that tire the' unpractised feet,
    43 lines
  • Peace and Shepherd
    Low in a deep sequestered vale,
    Whence Alpine heights ascend,
    44 lines
  • On The Death of Mrs. Martineau, Senr.
    Ye who around this venerated bier
    In pious anguish pour the tender tear,
    36 lines
  • On A Portrait
    Blest art! What magic powers with thine may vie,
    That brings (too seldom seen) a Brother nigh?
    20 lines
  • West End Fair
    Dame Charity one day was tired
    With nursing of her children three,—
    51 lines
  • The Unknown God
    To learned Athens, led by fame,
    As once the man of Tarsus came,
    36 lines
  • Eternity
    ------ The year has run
    Its round of seasons, has fulfilled its course,
    25 lines
  • Eighteen Hundred And Eleven
    Still the loud death drum, thundering from afar,
    O'er the vext nations pours the storm of war:
    335 lines
  • Ode To Remorse
    Dread offspring of the holy light within,
    Offspring of Conscience and of Sin,
    155 lines
  • On The King's Illness
    Rest, rest, afflicted spirit, quickly pass
    Thine hour of bitter suffering! Rest awaits thee,
    40 lines
  • In the Manner of Spenser
    So long estranged from every Muse's lyre,
    And groveling in the tangled net of Care;
    45 lines
  • To Miss T.
    Sweet are the thoughts that stir the virgin's breast
    When love first enters there, a timid guest;
    24 lines
  • The First Fire
    OCTOBER 1st, 1815.
    Ha, old acquaintance! many a month has past
    82 lines
  • On The Death of Princess Charlotte
    Yes, Britain mourns, as with electric touch,
    For youth, for love, for happiness destroyed,
    34 lines
  • The Wake of The King of Spain
    Arrayed in robes of regal state,
    But stiff and cold, the monarch sate;
    32 lines
  • Logogriph
    For man's support I came at first from earth,
    But man perverts the purpose of my birth;
    42 lines, 1 comment
  • Riddle
    From rosy bowers we issue forth,
    From east to west, from south to north,
    16 lines
  • Enigma
    TO THE LADIES
    Hard is my stem and dry, no root is found
    23 lines
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