Think, Delia, with what cruel has… Our fleeting pleasures move, Nor heedless in sorrow waste The moments due to love; Be wise, my fair, and gently treat

Painter, this likeness is too stro… And we shall mourn the dead too lo…

No longer I follow a sound; No longer a dream I pursue; Oh happiness! not to be found, Unattainable treasure, adieu! I have sought thee in splendour an…

(Phillipians, IV.11) Fierce passions discompose the min… As tempests vex the sea, But calm, content and peace we fin… When, Lord, we turn to Thee.

A Peasant to his lord yearly cour… Presenting pippins of so rich a so… That he, displeased to have a part… Removed the tree, that all might b… The tree, too old to travel, thoug…

Lord, who hast suffer’d all for me… My peace and pardon to procure, The lighter cross I bear for Thee… Help me with patience to endure. The storm of loud repining hush;

Hark my soul! it is the Lord; ’Tis Thy Saviour, hear His word; Jesus speaks and speaks to thee, ‘Say poor sinner, lovst thou me? ’I deliver’d thee when bound,

That ocean you have late surveyed, Those rocks I too have seen; But I, afflicted and dismayed, You tranquil and serene. You from the flood-controlling ste…

Oh how I love Thy holy Word, Thy gracious covenant, O Lord! It guides me in the peaceful way; I think upon it all the day. What are the mines of shining weal…

The poplars are felled, farewell t… And the whispering sound of the co… The winds play no longer and sing… Nor Ouse on his bosom their image… Twelve years have elapsed since I…

(Ezekiel, XLVIII.35) As birds their infant brood protec… And spread their wings to shelter… Thus saith the Lord to His elect, “So will I guard Jerusalem.”

Oh for a lodge in some vast wilder… Some boundless contiguity of shade… Where rumour of oppression and dec… Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more! My ear…

Kinsman beloved, and as a son by m… When I behold this fruit of thy r… The sculptured form of my old favo… I reverence feel for him, and love… Joy too and grief. Much joy that…

Thy country, Wilberforce, with ju… Hears thee, by cruel men and impio… Fanatic, for thy zeal to loose th’… From exile, public sale, and slav’… Friend of the poor, the wrong’d, t…

He lives who lives to God alone, And all are dead beside; For other source than God is none Whence life can be supplied. To live to God is to requite