Description:This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1801 ... revels out the night, And the gay heart still flutters with delight; While with loud mirth the social halls resound, And song and dance and merry jest go round; Some still untasted pleasure to impart, Some fresh enjoyment for the languid heart, Surfeit with transport, yet still craving more; I brave the blast that whistles round the door. Think then how hard for poverty to bear The nipping sharpness of the winter air! Ye fair! whofe sweetness ev'ry charm endears, Thro' whofe mild orbs compassion pours her tears From you I crave what charity can give; O! teach a son of sorrow how to live. To you, while journeying thro' this vale of tears, May Heav'n, auspicious, grant a length of years; May calm contentment hail each rising raj, And pleasure close with ev'ry closing day; And ne'er be doom'd to feel, in life's decline. Those woes of which so large a share is mine A Ghost. W HAT boding misfortune," my dear littse child/ Makes your heart swell with anguish, your eyes overflow I Perhaps I may banish those tumults ib wild? If not, my fond heart shall respond to your wo. Sure such lovely innocence never could harm; Or, if indiscretion has led thee astray, Such, beauty celestial would prove as a charm, To drive all the pow'r of resentment away. An! no, as late yonder mansion I pass'd, The scene was all gloomy, the night wind blew bold, 1 heard the loud shriek os a Ghost in the blast, That made my warm blood with amazement run cold. My heart sunk within me, I shook with affright; I flew from the place, and look'd anxiously round; When the Ghost stood before me, all dismally white, Where yonder hoarse ivy shakes over the ground. Some night-wilder'd trav'ler was murdcr'd this way; (So ancient tradition confirms the report) His spectre still visits the moon'...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Original Poems, Serious and Entertaining. To get started finding Original Poems, Serious and Entertaining, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1801 ... revels out the night, And the gay heart still flutters with delight; While with loud mirth the social halls resound, And song and dance and merry jest go round; Some still untasted pleasure to impart, Some fresh enjoyment for the languid heart, Surfeit with transport, yet still craving more; I brave the blast that whistles round the door. Think then how hard for poverty to bear The nipping sharpness of the winter air! Ye fair! whofe sweetness ev'ry charm endears, Thro' whofe mild orbs compassion pours her tears From you I crave what charity can give; O! teach a son of sorrow how to live. To you, while journeying thro' this vale of tears, May Heav'n, auspicious, grant a length of years; May calm contentment hail each rising raj, And pleasure close with ev'ry closing day; And ne'er be doom'd to feel, in life's decline. Those woes of which so large a share is mine A Ghost. W HAT boding misfortune," my dear littse child/ Makes your heart swell with anguish, your eyes overflow I Perhaps I may banish those tumults ib wild? If not, my fond heart shall respond to your wo. Sure such lovely innocence never could harm; Or, if indiscretion has led thee astray, Such, beauty celestial would prove as a charm, To drive all the pow'r of resentment away. An! no, as late yonder mansion I pass'd, The scene was all gloomy, the night wind blew bold, 1 heard the loud shriek os a Ghost in the blast, That made my warm blood with amazement run cold. My heart sunk within me, I shook with affright; I flew from the place, and look'd anxiously round; When the Ghost stood before me, all dismally white, Where yonder hoarse ivy shakes over the ground. Some night-wilder'd trav'ler was murdcr'd this way; (So ancient tradition confirms the report) His spectre still visits the moon'...We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Original Poems, Serious and Entertaining. To get started finding Original Poems, Serious and Entertaining, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.