Author: Robert Southey

Oh he is worn with toil! the big drops run Down his dark cheek; hold hold thy merciless hand, Pale […]

And I was once like this! that glowing cheek Was mine, those pleasure-sparkling eyes, that brow Smooth as the level […]

Why dost thou beat thy breast and rend thine hair, And to the deaf sea pour thy frantic cries? Before […]

For thirty years secluded from mankind, Here Marten linger’d. Often have these walls Echoed his footsteps, as with even tread […]

(Time Night. Scene the woods.) Where shall I turn me? whither shall I bend My weary way? thus worn with […]

STRANGER! the MAN OF NATURE lies not here: Enshrin’d far distant by his rival’s side His relics rest, there by […]

Dark HORROR, hear my call! Stern Genius hear from thy retreat On some old sepulchre’s moss-cankered seat, Beneath the Abbey’s […]

What! and not one to heave the pious sigh! Not one whose sorrow-swoln and aching eye For social scenes, for […]

High in the air expos’d the Slave is hung To all the birds of Heaven, their living food! He groans […]

Not to thee Bedford mournful is the tale Of days departed. Time in his career Arraigns not thee that the […]

Author Note: Divers Princes and Noblemen being assembled in a beautiful and fair Palace, which was situate upon the river […]

High in the air exposed the slave is hung, To all the birds of heaven, their living food! He groans […]

(to a brook near the village of Corston.) As thus I bend me o’er thy babbling stream And watch thy […]

And wouldst thou seek the low abode Where PEACE delights to dwell? Pause Traveller on thy way of life! With […]

Fly, son of Banquo! Fleance, fly! Leave thy guilty sire to die. O’er the heath the stripling fled, The wild […]

Stranger! awhile upon this mossy bank Recline thee. If the Sun rides high, the breeze, That loves to ripple o’er […]

Come melancholy Moralizer come! Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath; With me engarland now The SEPULCHRE OF TIME! […]

What tho’ no sculptur’d monument proclaim Thy fate-yet Albert in my breast I bear Inshrin’d the sad remembrance; yet thy […]

How darkly o’er yon far-off mountain frowns The gather’d tempest! from that lurid cloud The deep-voiced thunders roll, aweful and […]

A Well there is in the west country, And a clearer one never was seen; There is not a wife […]