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Henry Kirke White's Poetry, by title

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  • Be hush'd, be hush'd, ye bitter winds,
    Ye pelting rains, a little rest;
    28 lines
  • O Lord, my God, in mercy turn,
    In mercy hear a sinner mourn!
    23 lines
  • O Lord, another day is flown,
    And we, a lonely band,
    28 lines
  • Come, Anna! come, the morning dawns,
    Faint streaks of radiance tinge the skies;
    26 lines
  • Away with Death—away
    With all her sluggish sleeps and chilling damps,
    40 lines
  • Maiden! wrap thy mantle round thee,
    Cold the rain beats on thy breast:
    14 lines
  • PART I.
    Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweet
    456 lines
  • Yet once more, and once more, awake, my Harp,
    From silence and neglect—one lofty strain;
    62 lines
  • Lo! in the west, fast fades the lingering light,
    And day's last vestige takes its silent flight.
    515 lines
  • Some to Aonian lyres of silver sound
    With winning elegance attune their song,
    58 lines
  • Down the sultry arc of day
    The burning wheels have urged their way;
    54 lines
  • He sunk, the impetuous river roll'd along,
    The sullen wave betray'd his dying breath;
    33 lines
  • Bloomfield, thy happy omen'd name
    Ensures continuance to thy fame;
    3 lines
  • The western gale,
    Mild as the kisses of connubial love,
    73 lines
  • Oh! thou most fatal of Pandora's train,
    Consumption! silent cheater of the eye;
    31 lines
  • Loud rage the winds without.—The wintry cloud
    O'er the cold northstar casts her flitting shroud;
    32 lines
  • Mild orb, who floatest through the realm of night,
    A pathless wanderer o'er a lonely wild,
    49 lines
  • Saw'st thou that light? exclaim'd the youth, and paused:
    Through yon dark firs it glanced, and on the stream
    146 lines
  • I. 1.
    Many there be, who, through the vale of life,
    98 lines
  • The night it was still, and the moon it shone
    Serenely on the sea,
    363 lines
  • "In Heaven we shall be purified, so as to be able to endure the splendours of the Deity."
    Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake,
    35 lines
  • When twilight steals along the ground,
    And all the bells are ringing round,
    40 lines
  • Reader! if with no vulgar sympathy
    Thou view'st the wreck of genius and of worth,
    23 lines
  • Yes, my stray steps have wander'd, wander'd far
    From thee, and long, heart-soothing Poesy!
    62 lines
  • Go to the raging sea, and say, "Be still!"
    Bid the wild lawless winds obey thy will;
    48 lines
  • Oh, Warton! to thy soothing shell,
    Stretch'd remote in hermit cell,
    38 lines
  • Mary, the moon is sleeping on thy grave,
    And on the turf thy lover sad is kneeling,
    56 lines
  • Here would I wish to sleep. This is the spot
    Which I have long mark'd out to lay my bones in.
    81 lines
  • Ye many twinkling stars, who yet do hold
    Your brilliant places in the sable vault
    72 lines, 1 comment
  • Yes, once more that dying strain,
    Anna, touch thy lute for me;
    13 lines
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