#ChildrenWriters #English #Women #XIXCentury #XVIIICentury
TO THE LADIES Hard is my stem and dry, no root i… To draw nutritious juices from the… Yet of your ivory fingers’ magic t… The quickening power and strange e…
When sickness clouds the languid e… And seeds of sharp diseases fly Swift through the vital frame; Rich drugs are torn from earth and… And balsam drops from every tree,
ON THE REJECTION OF T… Cease, Wilberforce, to urge thy g… Thy Country knows the sin, and st… The Preacher, Poet, Senator in v… Has rattled in her sight the Negr…
For man’s support I came at first… But man perverts the purpose of my… Beneath his plastic hand new forms… And either sex my services partake… The flowing lawn in stricter folds…
Farewell, mild saint!—meek child o… Ill can this stone thy finished vi… Rest, rest in peace! the task of l… Sorrows shall sting, and sickness… But hard our task from one so love…
Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes… See where thy foes against thee ri… In long array, a numerous host; Awake, my soul! or thou art lost. Here giant Danger threatening sta…
“To wake the soul by tender stroke… To raise the genius, and to mend t… Hold, hold! that’s not my cue, we… By “tender strokes” to sharpen gir… The soul will waken time enough, n…
How blest the sacred tie that bind… In union sweet according minds! How swift the heavenly course they… Whose hearts, whose faith, whose h… To each, the soul of each how dear…
’Tis past! we breathe! assuaged at… The flames that drank our vital st… Smote with intolerable heat No more our throbbing temples beat… How clear the sky, how pure the ai…
Blest art! What magic powers with… That brings (too seldom seen) a B… That gives, by colours into canvas… The hue of sentiment, and tinge of… The lips, with soft affection’s sm…
The world’s something bigger, But just of this figure And speckled with mountains and se… Your heroes are overgrown schoolbo… Who scuffle for empires and toys,
’TIS past: dear venerable shade,… Thy blameless life thy peaceful de… Clear to the last thy setting orb… Pure, bright, and healthy like a f… And late old age with hand indulge…
Jehovah reigns: let every nation h… And at his footstool bow with holy… Let heaven’s high arches echo with… And the wide peopled earth his pra… Then send it down to hell’s deep g…
Salt of the earth, ye virtuous few… Who season human-kind; Light of the world, whose cheering… Illumes the realms of mind: Where Misery spreads her deepest…
ON HIS REVISITING WAR… Friend of those years which from… With silent lapse down Time’s swi… Friend of the years, whate’er be t… Which yet remain beneath life’s ev…