#EnglishWriters
As when a child on some long winte… Affrighted clinging to its Granda… With eager wond’ring and perturbed… Listens strange tales of fearful d… Muttered to wretch by necromantic…
Anna was always full of thought As if she’d many sorrows known, Yet mostly her full heart was frau… With troubles that were not her ow… For the whole school to Anna used…
Cowper, I thank my God that thou… Thine was the sorest malady of all… And I am sad to think that it sho… Upon the worthy head; but thou art… And thou art yet, we trust, the de…
Come, my little Robert, near— Fie! what filthy hands are here— Who that e’er could understand The rare structure of a hand, With its branching fingers fine,
In a costly palace Youth goes cla… In a wretched workhouse Age’s lim… There they sit, the old men by a s… Still close and closer cowering, w… In a costly palace, when the brave…
Incorrectness in your speech Carefully avoid, my Anna; Study well the sense of each Sentence, lest in any manner It misrepresent the truth;
In days of yore, as Ancient Stori… A King in love with a great Princ… Long at her feet submiss the Mona… While she with stern repulse his s… Yet was he form’d by birth to plea…
This rose—tree is not made to bear The violet blue, nor lily fair, Nor the sweet mignonette: And if this tree were discontent, Or wished to change its natural be…
Abject, stooping, old, and wan, See yon wretched beggar—man; Once a father’s hopeful heir, Once a mother’s tender care. When too young to understand
‘I keep it, dear papa, within my g… ‘You do—what sum then usually, my… Is there deposited? I make no dou… Some penny pieces you are not with… 'O no, papa, they’d soil my glove,…
Roi’s wife of Brunswick Oëls! Roi’s wife of Brunswick Oëls! Wot you how she came to him, While he supinely dreamt of no ill… Vow! but she is a canty Queen,
JANE. Miss Lydia every day is drest Better than I am in my best White cambric—muslin frock. I wish I had one made of clear
Mystery of God! thou brave & beau… Made fair with light, & shade, & s… Made fearful and august with woods… Jagg’d precipice, black mountain,… Sun, over all—that no co—rival own…
WHEN maidens such as Hester die Their place ye may not well supply… Though ye among a thousand try With vain endeavour. A month or more hath she been dead…
Three young girls in friendship me… Mary, Martha, Margaret. Margaret was tall and fair, Martha shorter by a hair; If the first excelled in feature,