William Lisle Bowles

(1762 - 1850 / England)

William Lisle Bowles Poems

121. Cadland, Southampton River 4/16/2010
122. Dover Cliffs 4/16/2010
123. Age 4/16/2010
124. At Tynemouth Priory 4/16/2010
125. Avenue In Savernake Forest 4/16/2010
126. On Leaving A Village In Scotland 4/16/2010
127. Abba Thule's Lament For His Son Prince Le Boo 4/16/2010
128. Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day 1/1/2004
129. Ix. O Poverty! Though From Thy Haggard Eye... 4/16/2010
130. Dirge Of Nelson 4/16/2010
131. At Malvern 4/16/2010
132. Approach Of Summer 4/16/2010
133. A Rustic Seat Near The Sea 4/16/2010
134. Battle Of Corruna 4/16/2010
135. Associations 4/16/2010
136. Time And Grief 1/4/2003
137. Elegiac Stanzas 4/16/2010
138. On A Beautiful Landscape 1/1/2004
139. Art And Nature 4/16/2010
140. Absence 4/16/2010
141. Sonnet: Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day 1/13/2003
142. On Hearing 1/1/2004
143. At Dover 4/16/2010

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At Dover

Thou, whose stern spirit loves the storm,
That, borne on Terror's desolating wings,
Shakes the high forest, or remorseless flings
The shivered surge; when rising griefs deform
Thy peaceful breast, hie to yon steep, and think,--
When thou dost mark the melancholy tide
Beneath thee, and the storm careering wide,--
Tossed on the surge of life how many sink!
And if thy cheek with one kind tear be wet,
And if thy heart be smitten, when the cry
Of danger and of death is heard more nigh,
Oh, learn thy private sorrows to forget;
Intent, when hardest beats the storm,...

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On Hearing

O stay, harmonious and sweet sounds, that die
In the long vaultings of this ancient fane!
Stay, for I may not hear on earth again
Those pious airs--that glorious harmony;
Lifting the soul to brighter orbs on high,
Worlds without sin or sorrow! Ah, the strain
Has died--even the last sounds that lingeringly
Hung on the roof ere they expired!
And I

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