1. William Wilberforce
From "Worship"

For them, O God, who only worship Thee
In fanes whose fretted roofs shut out the heavens,
Let organs breathe, and chorded psalteries sound:
But let my voice rise with the mingled noise
Of winds and waters;—winds that in the sedge,
And grass, and ripening...

Poet: William Wilberforce
From an "Ode to England"

Keats
o gold Hyperion, love-lorn Porphyro,
  Ill-fated! from thine orbëd fire struck back
Just as the parting clouds began to glow,
  And stars, like sparks, to bicker in thy track!
Alas! throw down, throw down, ye mighty dead,
  The leaves of oak...

Poet: William Wilberforce
The Brook

A little blind girl wandering,
  While daylight pales beneath the moon,
And with a brook meandering,
  To hear its gentle tune.

The little blind girl by the brook,
  It told her something—you might guess,
To see her smile, to see her look...

Poet: William Wilberforce
On the Defeat of a Great Man

Fallen? how fallen? States and empires fall;
    O’er towers and rock-built walls,
And perished nations, floods to tempests call
With hollow sound along the sea of time:
    The great man never falls.
He lives, he towers aloft, he stands sublime:...

Poet: William Wilberforce
To Rosina Pico

Regent of song! who bringest to our shore
  Strains from the passionate land, where shapes of art
Make music of the wind that passes o’er,
  Thou even here hast found the human heart;
And in a thousand hearts thy songs repeat
Their echoes, like remembered...

Poet: William Wilberforce