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'Tis God that gives this bower its awful gloom,
`Extract from an ode to contentment'
And yet avoid its dangers and its cares.
Yale
c.139
p. 7
'Tis past: the iron north has spent his rage
Bruce, Michael, 1746_1767
`Elegy to spring'
Till the long night's gone, and the last morn rise.
Yale
c.139
p. 58
'Twas easy in her looks to trace
Williams, Helen Maria, 1762_1827
`Edwin and Eltruda' [1782]
Was realiz'd at last.
Yale
c.139
p. 523
A friend sequester'd in a land remote,
Gough, James, 1712_1780
`An epistle from...to J. Fry'
With saints be number'd and rejoin my friend.
Yale
c.139
p. 451
A muse, unskilled in venal praise,
Beattie, James, 1735_1803
`Ode on Lord [John] Hay's birthday, 1767'
While shouting nations gaze.
Yale
c.139
p. 190
A youth in years, but ripe in grace,
`Epitaph at Bolton'
He joins the seraph's song.
Yale
c.139
p. 445
Ah! still sad memory tends my side,
Woodhouse, James, 1735_1820
`Verses wrote at the Leasowes after Wm Shenstone's death'
And meet my Shenstone there.
Yale
c.139
p. 1
Ah who can tell how hard it is to climb
Beattie, James, 1735_1803
`The minstrels'
'Tis meet that I shall mourn:__flow forth afresh my tears.
Yale
c.139
p. 202 (incomplete?)
An infant's fate may make a parent sad:
Smith, William, 1730_1819
`Epitaph on an infant son of Capt. Wm. Ridsdale, on Sleiar, in Cornwallshire, who died 1740'
Reader! repent, since thou hast liv'd so long.
Yale
c.139
p. 6
Approach this place with rev'rence, come,
`Verses written on one of the panes of glass in a window in the meeting house of the people called Quakers in Edinburgh' [London chronicle, 5 Sept. 1778]
And meet the kindest smiles of God.
Yale
c.139
p. 318
Ask not, vain wand'rer, whence yon distant bell
D., H. F.
`An elegy on the death of Mr. [Thomas] Cholmondeley of Vale Royal' [d. 1702]
Unerring wisdom is the cause of all.
Yale
c.139
p. 502
Begone, vain Muse, thy fruitless plaints give o'er,
`On the much lamented death of a father, by his very mournful and only daughter in the seventeenth year of her age'
Too true, thou say'st, then must I bid farewell!
Yale
c.139
p. 417
Bless'd be those glorious rays of light divine
Henderson, J., 1747_1785
`Sent to Mabel Wigham by a young clergyman of the Church of England' [1777]
And bear in mind thy poor unworthy friend.
Yale
c.139
p. 450
Blest be those glorious rays of light divine,
Henderson, J., 1747_1785
`Verses sent to Mabel Wigham by a parson of the Church of England' [Bristol, 1777]
And bear in mind thy poor unworthy friend.
Yale
c.139
p. 450 (`Bless'd')
Britons rejoice your pray'rs are heard,
`An ode on his Majesty's happy recovery'
No longer shall command.
Yale
c.139
p. 356
But ah! what wish can prosper, or what pray'r,
Cowper, William, 1731_1800
`On slavery and the slave trade'
That has a heart and life in it, be free!
Yale
c.139
p. 486
But are my riches gone?
Wither, George, 1588_1667
`A hymn'
Or else, as got or sought.
Yale
c.139
p. 156
Canst be idle? canst thou play,
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`Business'
Neither sin, nor Savior feels.
Yale
c.139
p. 130
Celestial spring! to Nature's favorites giv'n,
`Sensibility'
With warm religion lifts the thought on high.
Yale
c.139
p. 409
Children of fancy whither are ye fled?
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`The visions of fancy, in four elegies'
And folly wonders that her dream was vain.
Yale
c.139
p. 530
Come my way, my truth, my life
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`The call'
Such a heart, as joys in love.
Yale
c.139
p. 137
Dear object of my late and early pray'r!
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`To *** wrapped round a nosegay of violets'
And sweeter breathe their little lives away!
Yale
c.139
p. 567
Divine contentment circles round
Routh, G.
`Verses to J.and M. R[outh]'
The son, who died, adore.
Yale
c.139
p. 268
Ere the foundations of the world were laid,
Gay, John, 1685_1732
`A thought on eternity'
Ten thousand thousand rolling years are naught.
Yale
c.139
p. 101
False world, thy malice I espy
Wither, George, 1588_1667
`The contented man's morris'
And holy hallelujahs.
Yale
c.139
p. 169
Far in a wild unknown to public view,
Parnell, Thomas, 1679_1718
`The hermit'
And spent a life of piety and peace.
Yale
c.139
p. 16
Friend, sister partner of that gentle heart
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Precepts of conjugal happiness addressed to a young lady on her marriage'
To teach that prudence which itself admires.
Yale
c.139
p. 489
From regions far remote, and lands that lie
`Cynthia to Leonora...an epistle from the Cape of Good Hope'
And life's calm ev'ning set without a shade.
Yale
c.139
p. 471
From rosy fingers morning shook the dew,
`The accident, a pastoral elegy' [pr. 1747 (Foxon A5)]
With guiltless mirth to crown the happy day.
Yale
c.139
p. 430
Gay were the notes in yonder vale,
`The harvest-home'
Conclude Palemon's harvest home.
Yale
c.139
p. 83
Give me thro' life to love one virtuous maid__
Wilkinson, J.
`A fragment'
And hand in hand go gently to the grave.
Yale
c.139
p. 511
God sits where he doth see and hear
Wither, George, 1588_1667
`A hymn'
Sing therefore hallelujah.
Yale
c.139
p. 178
Hail pensive virgin! ever hail!
`Ode to solitude'
Sweet nun, I long to visit thee!
Yale
c.139
p. 361
Hail thou, whose muse contemning grandeur's bow'rs
`To Dr. Beattie'
And gentle souls unborn my useful zeal commend.
Yale
c.139
p. 265
Hail Windle, rural seat of sweet delight,
Birkett, M.
`On Windle' [aged 14]
And more engage our gratitude and love.
Yale
c.139
p. 9
Hark! Hark! What news the angels bring,
`Hymn for Christmas day'
Shall join to sing redeeming love.
Yale
c.139
p. 505
Hence melancholy! hence! with all thy train
`Elegy on the search of happiness, addressed to a friend'
And safe conduct thee to celestial day.
Yale
c.139
p. 393
I am not concerned to know
Watts, Isaac, 1674_1748
`True riches'
She might ever live alone.
Yale
c.139
p. 88
In every varied posture, place, and hour,
`Elegy by a gentleman on the death of his wife'
Save in my heart__they left no wreck behind!
Yale
c.139
p. 405
In mournful strains such as befitteth woe
`On the same [the death of Samuel Fothergill]'
And on thy fun'ral rites with solemn steps attend.
Yale
c.139
p. 448
In this fair season, when the whispering gales
Jones, Henry, bricklayer, 1721_1770
`Laura an elegy, from Petrarch'
And, ye bright realms, receive my fleeting shade!
Yale
c.139
p. 116
In vain the stately monument you raise,
Tollett, Elizabeth, 1694_1754
`Verses by...'
This sheaf, the tribute of the field receive.
Yale
c.139
p. 415
Is there a whim-inspired fool,
Burns, Robert, 1759_1796
`A bard's epitaph'
Is wisdom's root.
Yale
c.139
p. 354
King of glory, King of peace
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`L'envoy'
To discharge what is behind.
Yale
c.139
p. 142
Kneller, with silence and surprise
Addison, Joseph, 1673_1719
`To Sir Godfrey Kneller, on his picture of King George' [pr. 1716 (Foxon A41); answered by `Kneller, thy pencil take...']
Had drawn a George, or carved a Jove?
Yale
c.139
p. 111
Lament__for Fothergill is dead
`On the death of S[amuel] F[othergill]'
`That virtue is its own reward.'
Yale
c.139
p. 446
Let others seek the lying aids of art,
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Theodosius to Constantia'
May thus Constantia look, Constantia smile.
Yale
c.139
p. 552
Long! long! condemn'd in foreign climes to roam,
Potter, James
`On the prospect of England, wrote at sea' [15 Oct. 1769]
I'll ask no blessings but my charming maid.
Yale
c.139
p. 419
Lord, Thou art mine, and I am Thine,
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`Clasping of hands'
Or rather make no Thine and mine.
Yale
c.139
p. 135
Lord, Thou from dust didst raise me,
Wither, George, 1588_1667
`A hymn of confession and praise'
(To praise thee) meet me there.
Yale
c.139
p. 143
My foes, you have your hearts' desire,
Wither, George, 1588_1667
`A meditation'
Sing care and life away.
Yale
c.139
p. 165
My lov'd my honor'd, much respected friend!
Burns, Robert, 1759_1796
`The cotter's Saturday night. Inscribed to R. A[iken] esq.'
In bright succession raise, her ornament and guard!
Yale
c.139
p. 569
My soul, come let us go,
Wither, George, 1588_1667
`A hymn'
Our stay, will always be.
Yale
c.139
p. 183
Mylo, forbear to call him blest
Watts, Isaac, 1674_1748
`False greatness'
The mind's the standard of the man.
Yale
c.139
p. 86; see also `Were I so tallà'.
Night, expecting the dread morrow,
`The soldier's farewell on the eve of battle'
Lovely Delia, fare thee well!
Yale
c.139
p. 412
Now that summer's ripen'd bloom
Cunningham, John, 1729_1773
`A landscape'
Closing in an azure sky.
Yale
c.139
p. 46
Now while from life's meridian heights I gaze,
Wilkinson, Thomas, 1751_1836
`Life an elegy'
From every faithless joy I follow thee.
Yale
c.139
p. 278
O! form'd by nature, and refin'd by art,
Tickell, Thomas, 1686_1740
`To Delia'
And all be white the fates intend to spin.
Yale
c.139
p. 436
O parent of each lovely muse
Warton, Joseph, 1722_1800
`An ode to fancy'
O bid Britannia rival Greece.
Yale
c.139
p. 103
O thou pale orb, that silent shines,
Burns, Robert, 1759_1796
`The lament occasioned by the unfortunate issue of a friend's amour'
A faithless woman's broken vow.
Yale
c.139
p. 580
O thou that glad'st my lonesome hours
`Ode to a singing bird'
And solace all his woes with social sympathy.
Yale
c.139
p. 397
O thou! whom love and fancy lead
`Verses written in a cottage garden at a village in Lorraine, and occasioned by a tradition concerning a tree of rosemary'
Because thou lov'st simplicity.
Yale
c.139
p. 606
Once more I call each gentle muse
Leadbeater, Mary (Shackleton), 1758_1826
`On the marriage of Morris Birkbeck and Sarah Hall and their departure from Ireland' [1776]
Await you on your native shore!
Yale
c.139
p. 499
Peace has explor'd this sylvan scene;
Cunningham, John, 1729_1773
`An inscription on the house at Mavis Bank, near Edinburgh, situated in a grove...Imitated by...'
Be rev'renc'd in decay!
Yale
c.139
p. 54
Plac'd on the verge of youth, my mind
`The trials of virtue'
And curbs the headlong tide.
Yale
c.139
p. 421
Poor heart, lament.
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`The method'
__Glad heart rejoice.
Yale
c.139
p. 133
Praised be the God of love
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`Antiphon'
Who hath made of two folds one.
Yale
c.139
p. 128
Prithee tease me no longer dear troublesome friend,
Whitehead, George, 1636_1723
`To a friend'
And lord of all nature beside.
Yale
c.139
p. 459
Quickness of thought hath made and unmade kings,
`A few lines providentially fallen from the mouth of a youth that caused a revolution in the kingdom of Abyssinia'
And in the race give conquest to the slow.
Yale
c.139
p. 320
Realms of this globe, that ever circling run,
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Written in a collection of maps, 1765'
No longer murmur, and no longer wave!
Yale
c.139
p. 560
Reflecting on life's num'rous griefs below,
`Lines of sympathetic consolation on the death of infants' [Bradford, 1773]
With them be happy and their glory share.
Yale
c.139
p. 442
Retir'd from noise, from earthborn joys retir'd,
Done, Maria
`Meditations in a churchyard'
Gloriously bright all peaceful and serene.
Yale
c.139
p. 425
Say thou almighty Pow'r who rul'st above__
K., M.
`The following verses were composed by...when in extreme pain'
Where morning stars together sing and angels shout for joy.
Yale
c.139
p. 467
See the leaves around ye falling
`The fall of the leaf'
Bears the leaves that never fade.
Yale
c.139
p. 401
Shall Chatham's bones in Paul's grand dome
`On the city's late request to have Lord Chatham interred in St. Paul's Cathedral'
On ev'ry British heart.
Yale
c.139
p. 363
Silence! Name of mental peace__
Hawkesworth, Lydia
`Verses by...'
Must from a frequent silence flow.
Yale
c.139
p. 469
Silent nymph, with curious eye!
Dyer, John, 1700?_1758
`Grongar Hill' [1727]
With the groves of Grongar Hill.
Yale
c.139
p. 92
Since mighty realms have left, a lonely waste,
Gough, James, 1712_1780
`Britannia__a poem__with historical notes'
One endless bliss king, words, and commons gain.
Yale
c.139
p. 286
Still shall unthinking man substantial deem
`An elegy'
In silence shed the sympathetic tear.
Yale
c.139
p. 196
Stop, traveller, for though within
`Written on the window of a thatched cot'
Has fix'd her mansion here.
Yale
c.139
p. 396; see also `Stay passenger/travellerà'.
Sweet bird! that kindly perching near,
Shaw, Cuthbert, 1739_1771
`An evening address to a nightingale'
And pay my pensive muse the tribute of a tear.
Yale
c.139
p. 513
Sweet moralist! whose moving truths impart
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`To the same [a lady] on the moral reflections contained in her answers to the above verses' [`Dear object of my late...']
Where time, and death, and sickness are no more.
Yale
c.139
p. 568
Sweet peace, that lov'st the silent hour,
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Inscription in a sequester'd grotto'
And love and joy are in thy train.
Yale
c.139
p. 561
Sweetest Savior, if my soul
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`A dialogue'
Ah! no more: thou break'st my heart.
Yale
c.139
p. 126
Teach me, my God and King,
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`The elixir'
Cannot for less be told.
Yale
c.139
p. 140
The fox and the cat as they travell'd one day
Cunningham, John, 1729_1773
`The fox and cat__A fable'
But tax not ourselves tho' we practice the same.
Yale
c.139
p. 56
The grief I bore was well repaid awhile,
`Epitaph on a girl of four years old in Cockermouth churchyard'
And I submission write upon her grave.
Yale
c.139
p. 35
The merry world did on a day
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`The quip'
And then they have their answer home.
Yale
c.139
p. 124
The noon was shady and soft airs
Cowper, William, 1731_1800
`The dog and the waterlily. No fable'
To him who gives me all.
Yale
c.139
p. 520
The overspreading reign of night
Gibbons, Thomas, 1720_1785
`The triumph of religion. A vision'
And loud the eternal triumph sung.
Yale
c.139
p. 69
The queen of contemplation, night,
Cunningham, John, 1729_1773
`The contemplatist. A night-piece'
Give vigor to the mind.
Yale
c.139
p. 36; see also `The nurse of contemplationà'.
There is no kind of a fragmental note
Byrom, John, 1692_1763
`The Italian bishop'
Nothing on earth should make a man repine.
Yale
c.139
p. 349
There was a young, and valiant knight,
More, Hannah, 1745_1833
`Sir Eldred of the bower, a legendary tale'
Beneath them, all is care.
Yale
c.139
p. 364
These fading trees shall soon again
`A thought on autumn__by a lady'
To crown our blissful state.
Yale
c.139
p. 403
This preacher, silent, yet severe,
Stevenson, [ ], of Spalding
`On seeing a skull'
A joyful victor o'er the grave.
Yale
c.139
p. 64
This spotless pattern of celestial love,
Herd, Sarah
`Verses sent to B. Arthington with a print of Lady Jane Grey'
From every evil my beloved friend.
Yale
c.139
p. 464
Thro' all the various shifting scenes
`An ode under affliction'
And fix'd my soul__my God! on Thee!
Yale
c.139
p. 497
Throw away thy rod,
Herbert, George, 1593_1633
`Discipline'
Throw away thy wrath.
Yale
c.139
p. 138
To my best my friends are free;
`Inscription over the chimney of a gentleman's dining room near Bansley in Yorkshire__vive la liberte'
When uneasy, free to go.
Yale
c.139
p. 565
To own a former error is no more
`Ficti pravique tenax'
They eat the other end, but I eat this.
Yale
c.139
p. 352
To soothe the sorrows of an anxious mind,
S., A.
`Sonnet'
Scarce can these sweets contentment's calm restore.
Yale
c.139
p. 15
To travel far as the wide world extends,
Cunningham, John, 1729_1773
`Reputation, an allegory'
`If I'm once lost you'll never find me more.'
Yale
c.139
p. 52
Wail'd the sweet warbler to the lonely shade;
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Petrarch's 238th sonnet translated'
For me, who triumph in eternal years!
Yale
c.139
p. 563
What nobler feelings marks th'illumin'd mind,
Roscoe, William, 1753_1831
`Ode to the French nation__imitated from a canzone of Petrarch'
And dash to earth her tyrants and her chains.
Yale
c.139
p. 272
When biting Boreas, fell and dour,
Burns, Robert, 1759_1796
`A winter night'
The most resembles God.
Yale
c.139
p. 595
When I survey the bright design
`An ode'
To gain the promis'd coast!
Yale
c.139
p. 507
When my breast labors with oppressive care,
Thomson, James, 1700_1748
`A paraphrase on the latter part of the 6th chapter of St. Matthew'
Is he unwise? or, are ye less than they?
Yale
c.139
p. 187
When rough Helvetia's hardy sons obey,
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Caesar's dream before his invasion of Britain'
Were dangers dreadful, or were toils severe.
Yale
c.139
p. 555
When snows descend and robe the fields,
Hervey, James, 1714_1758
`An ode' [imitation of Theocritus, Idyll xxiii.28]
Confirms the truth I sing.
Yale
c.139
p. 410
While pining anguish, wild despair,
`On the death of a beloved wife written by her husband on her coffin'
While comfort glanc'd a healing ray.
Yale
c.139
p. 609
While winds frae off Ben Lomond blow,
Burns, Robert, 1759_1796
`Epistle to Davie' [1 Jan. 1787]
His sweaty, wizen'd hide.
Yale
c.139
p. 586
While yet my poplar yields a doubtful shade,
Langhorne, John, 1735_1779
`Autumnal elegy, to ***'
And my soul bless thee in eternal night.
Yale
c.139
p. 547
Why should frail nature thus lament distress'd
`To the memory of my valued friend Anthony Benezet who died at Philadelphia in America...[5 May 1784]'
And know your union seal'd by ties divine.
Yale
c.139
p. 601
Why should our joys transform to pain,
`The Indian philosopher'
'And wear the joyful chain.'
Yale
c.139
p. 30
Wisdom I sing__what bearded sage can choose
Wilkinson, J.
`Wisdom a poem'
('Tis all we ask) O teach us to be wise!
Yale
c.139
p. 321
Ye meaner beauties that combine
`From the Leeds mercury'
Whilst they retire away.
Yale
c.139
p. 271
Ye sacred nine lend all your aid,
`The retired patriot'
And friendship's holy flame.
Yale
c.139
p. 34
