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On a picture of Harvey Birch I know not if thy noble worth My country's annals claim, For in her brief, bright history I have not read thy name. I know not if thou e'er didst live; ... Poet:	On a picture of my father I strive in vain those features to restore To Memory's faded tablets, which on me, From the mute ivory, beam so lovingly, And to recall their living light once more. In vain I... Poet:	On a picture of Ruth Fresh, through the mist of ages past, Thou risest on our view, As when from Judah's waving fields, Thy footsteps brushed the dew. Yet 'tis not for thy beauty's sake... Poet:	On receiving a picture of an Italian Countess Oh lovely semblance of a lovelier face! Upon thy classic contour as I gaze, My eager thought flies through dividing space; And to the living picture tribute pays. I... Poet:
Poems of Passion/A Picture I strolled last eve across the lonely down; One solitary picture struck my eye: A distant ploughboy stood against the sky— How far he seemed above the noisy town! Upon the bosom of a cloud the sod ... Poet:	Sonnet. On a picture of the Virgin If the young mother clasp, for the first time, The mortal child that earthly love has given, With a deep joy preluding that of heaven; Who shall describe thy ecstacy sublime, Oh... Poet:	To see her is a Picture — To see her is a Picture — To hear her is a Tune — To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June — To know her not — Affliction — To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the Sun Were... Poet:	Washington. On Huntington's picture of Washington crossing the Alleghany in early life More proudly on thy winding course, Dark Alleghany! flow; The noblest burden thou couldst bear Is on thy waters now. But calm be every turbid wave, ... Poet:
When you look at a picture you always can see *** * *** When you look at a picture you always can see If a Man of Sense has Painted he Then never flinch but keep up a Jaw About freedom & jenny suck awa'^... Poet:	Witchcraft by a Picture I FIX mine eye on thine, and there ⁠Pity my picture burning in thine eye; My picture drown'd in a transparent tear, ⁠When I look lower I espy;... Poet: