Author: Robert Southey

(to the rainbow) Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray Each […]

Let ancient stories round the painter’s art, Who stole from many a maid his Venus’ charms, Till warm devotion fired […]

Did then the bold Slave rear at last the Sword Of Vengeance? drench’d he deep its thirsty blade In the […]

With many a weary step, at length I gain Thy summit, Lansdown; and the cool breeze plays, Gratefully round my […]

I charm thy life, From the weapons of strife, From stone and from wood, From fire and from flood, From […]

It was a summer evening; Old Kaspar’s work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the […]

Hold your mad hands! for ever on your plain Must the gorged vulture clog his beak with blood? For ever […]

Hold your mad hands! for ever on your plain Must the gorged vulture clog his beak with blood? For ever […]

Here Stranger rest thee! from the neighbouring towers Of Oxford, haply thou hast forced thy bark Up this strong stream, […]

Yet one Song more! one high and solemn strain Ere PAEAN! on thy temple’s ruined wall I hang the silent […]

You are old, Father William, the young man cried, The few locks which are left you are grey; You are […]

Go, Valentine, and tell that lovely maid Whom fancy still will portray to my sight, How here I linger in […]

Art thou a Patriot Traveller? on this field Did FALKLAND fall the blameless and the brave Beneath a Tyrant’s banners: […]

A wrinkled crabbed man they picture thee, Old Winter, with a rugged beard as grey As the long moss upon […]

Weary way-wanderer languid and sick at heart Travelling painfully over the rugged road, Wild-visag’d Wanderer! ah for thy heavy chance! […]

Author Note: The story of the following ballad was related to me, when a school boy, as a fact which […]

Poussin! most pleasantly thy pictur’d scenes Beguile the lonely hour; I sit and gaze With lingering eye, till charmed FANCY […]

‘Tis night; the mercenary tyrants sleep As undisturb’d as Justice! but no more The wretched Slave, as on his native […]

Glad as the weary traveller tempest-tost To reach secure at length his native coast, Who wandering long o’er distant lands […]

Faint gleams the evening radiance thro’ the sky, The sober twilight dimly darkens round; In short quick circles the shrill […]

Fair is the rising morn when o’er the sky The orient sun expands his roseate ray, And lovely to the […]

MY days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where’er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds […]

Author Note: In Finland there is a Castle which is called the New Rock, moated about with a river of […]

(Time, Morning. Scene, the Shore.) Once more to daily toil once more to wear The weeds of infamy from every […]

Think Valentine, as speeding on thy way Homeward thou hastest light of heart along, If heavily creep on one little […]

Go thou and seek the House of Prayer! I to the Woodlands wend, and there In lovely Nature see the […]

Hard by the road, where on that little mound The high grass rustles to the passing breeze, The child of […]

The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet, ‘Twas a piteous sight […]

The Raven croak’d as she sate at her meal, And the Old Woman knew what he said, And she grew […]

Argument. To leap from the promontory of LEUCADIA was believed by the Greeks to be A remedy for hopeless love, […]