- A Song. To The Moon
Thou, lamp! the gods benignly gave,
To light a lover on his way;
Thou, Moon! along the silv'ry wave,
Ah! safe this flutt'ring heart convey: -
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- In Devonshire
Tell me, thou grotto! o'er whose brow are seen
Projecting plumes, and shades of deep'ning green, -
While not a sound disturbs thy stony hall,
While all thy dewy drops forget to fall, -
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- Lines To Sir Robert Ker Porter, Knight Of The Imperial Order Of St. Joachim
Upon His Approaching Nuptials With The Princess Shebatoff.
To save the credit of the dame,
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- Lines To Study
O Study! while thy lovers raise
Thy name with all the pow'r of praise,
Frown not, thou nymph with piercing mind!
If in this bosom thou should'st find
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- Lines Written At Brighton
From Mirth's bright circle, from the giddy throng,
How sweet it is to steal away at eve,
To listen to the homeward fisher's song,
Whilst dark the waters of the ocean heave; -
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