Poems
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Worte und Thräne
Doch den Reden traut' ich nicht: / Täuschend sind gar oft die Worte, / Täuschen den sogar, der spricht. … -
Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
Would you like summer? Taste of ours. / Spices? Buy here! / Ill! We have berries, for the parching! … -
Wounded to Death
STEADY, boys, steady! / Keep your arms ready, / God only knows whom we may meet here. … -
Wrestling Jacob
First Part / come, O thou Traveller unknown, / Whom still I hold, but cannot see; … -
Written at Florence
O WORLD, in very truth thou art too young; / When wilt thou learn to wear the garb of age? / World, with thy covering of yellow flowers, … -
Written at the End of a Book
This is the end of the book / Written by God. / I am the earth he took, … -
Written at Tivoli Falls
Sweet Tivoli! upon thy grassy side, / Whene'er I linger through the summer day, / And the soft music of thy silvery tide … -
Written Extempore On A Halfpenny, Which a young lady gave a beggar, and the author redeemed for half-a-crown
DEAR little, pretty, fav'rite ore, / That once increas'd Gloriana's store; / That lay within her bosom bless'd, … -
Written in a Quarrel
Think, Delia, with what cruel haste / Our fleeting pleasures move, / Nor heedless thus in sorrow waste … -
Written in Northampton County Asylum
I AM! yet what I am who cares, or knows? / My friends forsake me like a memory lost. / I am the self-consumer of my woes; …
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