Poems: In Two Volumes

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T. & J. Swords, 1800
 

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Side 107 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
Side 101 - O'er hosts of foes; Come and fresh laurels claim, Still dearer make thy name, Long as immortal Fame Her trumpet blows! Thrice welcome to this shore, Our leader now no more, But ruler thou; Oh truly good and great! Long live to glad our state, Where countless honors wait To deck thy brow. Far be the din of arms, Henceforth the olive's charms Shall war preclude; These shores a HEAD shall own, Unsully'd by a throne, Our much lov'd WASHINGTON, The great, the good.
Side 119 - And o'er the scene a solemn umbrage cast, The guardian Genius of Columbia stood; Serene she smil'd upon her native wood, And tun'd to harmony her grateful lay; The conscious forest o.wn'd her cheering ray; She told how Peace her olive-branch display'd, And thus, melodious, sung the raptur'd maid: " Hail, favour'd land! where genial Peace now deigns " To shed her joys o'er groves, and hills, and plains; " Delightful^ scenes, by smiling Plenty grac'd, " A paradise emerging from a waste I " What floods...
Side 100 - Behold before the gale Your chief advance. The matchless Hero's nigh ; Applaud him to the sky, Who gave you liberty, With gen'rous France.
Side 53 - Gentle, tho' vast — tho' beautiful, sublime; From northern heights he draws his crystal tides, And greets our shores as he majestic glides; Hygeia's blooming train to us he brings, And healing from his ample bosom springs. While pigmy rivers flow in classic strain, Shall Hudson's mighty waters flow in vain? Let ancient bards extol their pools of mud, 'Tis mine to sing the clear, translucent flood.
Side 101 - France. Illustrious Warrior hail! Oft' did thy sword prevail Oe'r hosts of foes; Come and fresh laurels claim, Still dearer make thy name, Long as immortal Fame Her trumpet blows! Thrice welcome to this shore, Our leader now no more, But ruler thou; Oh truly good and great! Long live to glad our state, Where countless honors wait To deck thy brow. Far be the din of arms, Henceforth the olive's charms Shall war preclude; These shores a HEAD shall own, Unsully'd by a throne...
Side 131 - The fire divine, which lifts th'aspiring thought, And makes the soul with joy celestial fraught! Then shall they chant the memorable tale, How freedom fought, and did at last prevail; Then shall their epic strains of battles sing. And all the horrors which from battles spring: The deeds atchiev'd by those heroic bands Who...
Side 101 - France. Illustrious Warrior hail! Oft' did thy Sword prevail O'er hosts of foes; Come and fresh laurels claim, Still dearer make thy name, Long as Immortal Fame Her trumpet blows! Thrice welcome to this shore, Our leader now no more, But Ruler thou; Oh, truly good and great! Long live to glad our State, Where countless Honors wait To deck thy Brow. Far be the din of Arms, Henceforth...
Side 124 - Death stalks insatiate, thund'ring cannon roar, And loud re-bellow from the distant shore: Each lab'ring ship the dire concussion feels, With death-fraught balls her hull convulsive reels; Beneath the mighty shock old Ocean shakes, And Neptune wonders what such uproar makes. Nor less the combat rages on the plain, Nor less the number of ill-fated slain; Here mad Bellona thro...
Side 131 - ... of literary expression common to all whose native speech is English. Their purpose was not to escape the literary traditions of the past, but to utilize and to surpass them. The spirit of their endeavor was ambitiously expressed in the following lines from one of Samuel Low's Poems (1800), p. 135: "The time will come, soon may that time arrive, When Roman greatness shall in us revive; When Homer's genius here sublime shall soar, And a new Virgil grace this western shore.

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