Who is William Hayley

This was also the name of his great uncle William Hayley (priest) a 17th-century Dean of Chichester and also a contemporary architect b.1797 at Thornhill, West Yorkshire.
William Hayley by Henry Howard William Hayley (9 November 1745 – 12 November 1820) was an English writer, best known as the biographer of his friend William Cowper.

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William Hayley Poems

  • The Swan
    Kind Heaven will oft a lesson give
    If mortals are inclined to learn;
    To shew how simplest things that live,
    To kindness make a rich return. ...
  • The Dog
    Of all the speechless friends of man
    The faithful dog I deem
    Deserving from the human clan
    The tenderest esteem: ...
  • The Horse
    Virtue! thou hast spells divine,
    Spells, that savage force controul!
    What's the strongest charm of thine?
    Courage in a mother's soul. ...
  • The Elephant
    Say, nature, on whose wond'rous reign
    Delighted fancy dwells,
    Of all thy numerous brutal train
    What animal excells? ...
  • The Stork
    Who can forget fair freedom's bird,
    That has her genuine praises heard,
    Confirm'd by frequent proof?
    The patriot stork is sure to share ...
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Soul 22 Mind 21 Joy 19 Sweet 18 Voice 18 Delight 18 God 18 Hope 17 Life 17 Heart 17

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John Milton Poem
On The Morning Of Christs Nativity
 by John Milton


This is the Month, and this the happy morn
Wherin the Son of Heav'ns eternal King,
Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;
For so the holy sages once did sing,
That he our deadly forfeit should release,

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