James Henry Leigh Hunt Time Poems

  • 1.
    Translation of a Latin poem by Thomas Randolph

    We the fairies blithe and antic
    Of dimensions not gigantic,
    ...
  • 2.
    I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring,
    A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing,
    Not much a verse, and poem none at all,
    Yet, as they say, extremely natural.
    ...
  • 3.
    We, the Fairies, blithe and antic,
    Of dimensions not gigantic,
    Though the moonshine mostly keep us,
    Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.
    ...
  • 4.
    I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring,
    A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing,
    Not much a verse, and poem none at all,
    Yet, as they say, extremely natural.
    ...
  • 5.
    Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
    Jumping from the chair she sat in;
    Time, you thief, who love to get
    Sweets into your list, put that in!
    ...
  • 6.
    Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see
    The spring return, nor glow like you and me?
    Hear the quick birds, and see the landscape fill,
    Nor long to utter his melodious will?
    ...
  • 7.
    Jenny kissed me when we met,
    Jumping from the chair she sat in;
    Time, you thief, who love to get
    Sweets into your list, put that in!
    ...
  • 8.
    Translation of a Latin poem by Thomas Randolph

    We the fairies blithe and antic
    Of dimensions not gigantic,
    ...
  • 9.
    I have been reading Pomfret's “Choice” this spring,
    A pretty kind of-sort of-kind of thing,
    Not much a verse, and poem none at all,
    Yet, as they say, extremely natural.
    ...
Total 9 Time Poems by James Henry Leigh Hunt

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