Joanna Baillie

(1762-1851 / Scotland)

Joanna Baillie Poems

161. Time And Friendship 4/15/2010
162. The Merry Bachelor 4/15/2010
163. Sunset Meditation, Under The Apprehension Of Approaching Blindness 4/15/2010
164. Sonnet 8 4/15/2010
165. Sir Maurice 4/15/2010
166. On Time 4/15/2010
167. On A Sprig Of Heath 4/15/2010
168. On Burning A Packet Of Letters Received From A Friend At An Early Period Of Life, Whose Correspondence Had Lapsed Into Silence, And Whose Friendship Into Apathy. 4/15/2010
169. Fy, Let Us A’ To The Wedding 4/15/2010
170. Lines On The Death Of William Sotheby, Esq 4/15/2010
171. A Song Written For An Irish Melody 4/15/2010
172. A Sailor’s Song 4/15/2010
173. A Portrait 4/15/2010
174. A Hymn 4/15/2010
175. Hope And Memory 4/15/2010
176. Devotional Song For A Negro Child 4/15/2010
177. To A Child 4/15/2010
178. To The Lark 4/15/2010
179. Lines To A Parrot 4/15/2010
180. Address To A Steam-Vessel 4/15/2010
181. Song #8 4/15/2010
182. William Wallace 4/15/2010
183. Belshazzar’s Feast 4/15/2010
184. The Outlaw's Song 1/4/2003
185. A Character 4/15/2010
186. On Memory 4/15/2010
187. Lines To A Teapot 4/15/2010
188. A Child To His Sick Grandfather 4/15/2010
189. London 4/15/2010
190. A Mother To Her Waking Infant 4/15/2010
191. Hay-Making 4/15/2010
192. To The Rainbow 4/15/2010
193. Song, Woo’d And Married And A’ 4/15/2010
194. A Winter Day 4/15/2010
195. A Summer Day 4/15/2010

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A Summer Day

The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,
Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,
Wear faint the morning purple on their skirts.
The stars that full and bright shone in the west,
But dimly twinkle to the stedfast eye;
And seen, and vanishing, and seen again,
Like dying tapers smoth'ring in their sockets,
Appear at last shut from the face of heav'n;
Whilst every lesser flame which shone by night,
The flashy meteor from the op'ning cloud,
That shoots full oft' across the dusky sky;
Or wand'ring fire which looks across the marsh,
Beaming like candle in a...

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A Character

ASK you, 'What charms first chain'd my heart,
'And held me from the world apart,
'Made young ambition's turmoil cease,
'And blest me in the haunts of peace?'
'Twas not th' unfolding of the rose,
That in the cheeks' fresh vermeil glows;
Not health, whose fragrant lip exhales
The breath it stole from morning gales;
Not the smooth front, as spotless fair,

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