Minor Poems, Including Napoleon by Bernard Barton (9781150777608)
Bernard Barton Release Date: 24 December 2009 Format: Paperback Pages: 120 Publisher: General Books ISBN: 9781150777608 ISBN-10: 1150777605
General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1824 Original Publisher: Printed for Thomas Boys Subjects: English poetry Literary Criticism / Poetry Poetry / General Poetry / Anthologies Poetry / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: TO ELIZA. I Would not, love prefix a name like thine To verse that dwelt on ills which flow from strife;. That name is one Affection would entwine Among those lovelier things that sweeten life. But these, with feelings of fraternal love, And with an author's mingled hopes and fears, These I to Thee would offer -- May they prove Dear to thy heart for " days of other years " B. B. MINOR POEMS. TO THE SUN. Monarch of day once rev'rently ador'd By virtuous Pagans, if no longer thou With orisons art worshipp'd, as the lord Of the delightful lyre, or dreadful bow; If thy embodied essence be not now, As it once was, regarded as divine; Nor blood of victims at thine altar flow, Nor clouds of incense hover round thy shrine, Yet fitly may'st thou claim the homage of the Nine. II. Nor can I deem it strange, that in past ages Men should have knelt and worshipp'd thee; that kings. And laurell'd bards, robed priests, and hoary sages, Should, far above all sublunary things, Have turn'd to thee, whose radiant glory flings Its splendour over all. Ere Gospel light Had dawn'd, and given to thought sublimer wings, I cannot marvel, in that mental night, That nations should obey, and nature own thy right. III. For man was then, as now he is, compell'd By conscious frailties manifold, to seek Something to worship In the heart, unquell'd By innate evil, thoughts there are which speak One language in Barbarian, ...