#ScottishWriters
When blooming spring Arrays the laughing fields in gree… Then flowers in open air are seen, And warbling birds are heard to si… Almighty love
Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mil… And from the bosom of yon dropping… While music wakes around, veil’d i… Of shadowing roses, on our plains… O Hertford, fitted or to shine in…
Now swarms the village o’er the jo… The rustic youth, brown with merid… Healthful and strong; full as the… Blown by prevailing suns, the rudd… Half naked, swelling on the sight,…
O Nature! all-sufficient! over al… Enrich me with the knowledge of T… Snatch me to heaven; Thy rolling… World beyond world, in infinite ex… Profusely scatter’d o’er the void…
Oh, could I draw, my friend, thy… Just as the living forms by thee d… Of Raphael’s figures none should… Nor Titian’s colours longer last… A mind in wisdom old, in lenience…
I loathe, O Lord, this life below… And all its fading fleeting joys; ’Tis a short space that’s fill’d w… Which all our bliss by far outweig… When will the everlasting morn
Sweet tyrant Love,- but hear me n… And cure while young this pleasing… Or rather aid my trembling vow, And teach me to reveal my heart. Tell her, whose goodness is my ban…
Come, gentle God of soft desire, Come and possess my happy breast, Not fury-like in flames and fire, Or frantic folly’s wildness dresse… But come in friendship’s angel-gui…
When Britain first, at Heaven’s c… Arose from out the azure main; This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this stra… “Rule, Britannia, rule the waves;
When my breast labours with oppres… And o’er my cheek descends the fal… While all my warring passions are… Oh! let me listen to the words of… Raptures deep-felt his doctrine di…
These, as they change, Almighty F… Are but the varied God. The rolli… Is full of thee. Forth in the ple… Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness… Wide flush the fields; the softeni…
O Peace! the fairest child of hea… To whom the sylvan reign was given… The vale, the fountain, and the gr… With every softer scene of love: Return, sweet Peace! and cheer th…
Go, little book, and find our Fri… Who Nature and the Muses loves, Who cares the public virtues blend With all the softness of the grove… A fitter time thou canst not choos…
Hail! Power Divine, who by thy so… From the dark empty space, Made the broad sea and solid land Smile with a heavenly grace. Made the high mountain and firm ro…
The castle hight of Indolence, And its false luxury; Where for a little time, alas! We lived right jollily. O mortal man, who livest here by t…