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  • Lovely Dames
    Few are my books, but my small few have told
    Of many a lovely dame that lived of old;
    13 lines
  • On Hearing Mrs Woodhouse Play the Harpsichord
    We poets pride ourselves on what
    We feel, and not what we achieve;
    18 lines
  • Love Impeached
    Listen for pity—I impeach
    The tyrant Love that, after play,
    18 lines
  • Rogues
    The nearer unto Nature's heart I moved,
    In those sweet days of old, the more I loved:
    19 lines
  • Love's Caution
        Tell them, when you are home again,
        How warm the air was now;
    16 lines
  • When Yon Fool Moon
    When yon full moon's with her white fleet of stars,
    And but one bird makes music in the grove;
    18 lines
  • Oh, Sweet Content
    Oh, sweet content, that turns the labourer's sweat
    To tears of joy, and shines the roughest face;
    13 lines
  • The Bell
    It is the bell of death I hear,
    Which tells me my own time is near,
    16 lines
  • The White Cascade
    What happy mortal sees that mountain now,
    The white cascade that's shining on its brow;
    10 lines
  • Wasted Hours
        How many buds in this warm light
        Have burst out laughing into leaves!
    10 lines
  • The Captive Lion
        Thou that in fury with thy knotted tail
        Hast made this iron floor thy beaten drum;
    13 lines
  • Where We Differ
    To think my thoughts are hers,
    Not one of hers is mine;
    12 lines
  • The Sluggard
    A jar of cider and my pipe,
    In summer, under shady tree;
    16 lines
  • Joy Supreme
    The birds are pirates of her notes,
    The blossoms steal her face's light;
    25 lines
  • Who I Know
    I do not know his grace the Duke,
    Outside whose gilded gate there died
    17 lines
  • Where She Is Now
    Where she is now, I cannot say--
    The world has many a place of light:
    17 lines
  • The Two Lives
    Now how could I, with gold to spare,
    Who know the harlot's arms, and wine,
    17 lines
  • Love And The Muse
    My back is turned on Spring and all her flowers,
    The birds no longer charm from tree to tree;
    13 lines
  • The Bird-Man
    Man is a bird:
    He rises on fine wings
    21 lines
  • Passion's Hounds
    With mighty leaps and bounds,
    I followed Passion's hounds,
    18 lines
  • Mad Poll
    There goes mad Poll, dressed in wild flowers,
    Poor, crazy Poll, now old and wan;
    21 lines
  • The Starved
    My little Lamb, what is amiss?
    If there was milk in mother's kiss,
    22 lines
  • The Church Organ
    The homeless man has heard thy voice,
    Its sound doth move his memory deep;
    9 lines
  • The Helpless
    Those poor, heartbroken wretches, doomed
    To hear at night the clocks' hard tones;
    13 lines
  • The Hermit
    WHAT moves that lonely man is not the boom
    Of waves that break agains the cliff so strong;
    16 lines
  • Young Beauty
    When at each door the ruffian winds
    Have laid a dying man to groan,
    13 lines
  • Sweet Birds, I Come
    The bird that now
    On bush and tree,
    17 lines
  • Hidden Love
    The bird of Fortune sings when free,
    But captured, soon grows dumb; and we,
    27 lines
  • A Child's Pet
    When I sailed out of Baltimore
    With twice a thousand head of sheep,
    23 lines
  • Nell Barnes
    They lived apart for three long years,
    Bill Barnes and Nell his wife;
    20 lines
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