Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Columbiad: Book Iv
The ArgumentDestruction of Peru foretold. Grief of Columbus. He is comforte the promise of a vision of future ages. All Europe appears in vision...
© Joel Barlow
The Columbiad: Book Vi
The ArgumentBritish cruelty to American prisoners. Prison Ship. Retreat of Washington with the relics of his army, pursued by Howe. Washington..
© Joel Barlow
Vision Of Columbus - Book 9
Now, round the yielding canopy of shade,Again the Guide his heavenly power display'd.Sudden, the stars their trembling fires withdrew,Returning..
© Joel Barlow
The Columbiad: Book Ii
The ArgumentNatives of America appear in vision. Their manners and characters. Columbus demands the cause of the dissimilarity of men in different..
© Joel Barlow
The Columbiad: Book Viii
The ArgumentHymn to Peace. Eulogy on the heroes slain in the war; in which the Author finds occasion to mention his Brother. Address to the patriots..
© Joel Barlow
Vision Of Columbus - Book 1
Long had the Sage, the first who dared to braveThe unknown dangers of the western wave,Who taught mankind where future empires layIn these fair..
© Joel Barlow
The Columbiad: Book X
The vision resumed, and extended over the whole earth. Present character of different nations. Future progress of society with respect to commerce;..
© Joel Barlow
Psalm Cxxxvii The Babylonian Captivity
ALONG the banks where Babel's current flowsOur captive bands in deep despondence stray'd,While Zion's fall in sad remembrance rose,Her friends, her..
© Joel Barlow
The First American Congress
Columbus looked; and still around them spread,From south to north, th' immeasurable shade;At last, the central shadows burst away,And rising regions..
© Joel Barlow
Advice To A Raven In Russia (1812)
Black fool, why winter here? These frozen skies,Worn by your wings and deafen'd by your cries,Should warn you hence, where milder suns invite,And day..
© Joel Barlow
Epistle To The Honourable C. B.
When B*** invites me, and inviting sings,Instant I'd fly, (had heaven vouchsafed me wings)To hail him in that calm sequestered seat,Whence he looks..
© James Beattie
To The Right Honourable Lady Charlotte Gordon
Why, Lady, wilt thou bind thy lovely browWith the dread semblance of that warlike helm,That nodding plume, and wreathe of various glow,That graced..
© James Beattie
Ode On Lord Hay's Birthday
A Muse, unskill'd in venal praise,Unstain'd with flattery's art;Who loves simplicity of laysBreathed ardent from the heart;While gratitude and joy..
© James Beattie
The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius : Book I.
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublimeHath felt the..
© James Beattie
The Triumph Of Melancholy
1Memory, be still! why throng upon the thoughtThese scenes deep-stain'd with Sorrow's sable dye?Hast thou in store no joy-illumined draught,To cheer..
© James Beattie
An Epitaph
LIKE thee I once have stemm'd the sea of life,Like thee have languish'd after empty joys,Like thee have labour'd in the stormy strife,Been grieved..
© James Beattie
Epitaph On Two Young Men Of The Name Of Leitch, Who Were Drowned In Crossing The River Southesk
O thou! whose steps in sacred reverence treadThese lone dominions of the silent dead;On this sad stone a pious look bestow,Nor uninstructed read this..
© James Beattie
Epitaph [to This Grave Is Committed]
I was a friend, On this sad stone a pious look bestow,Nor uninstructed read this tale of woe;And while the sigh of sorrow heaves thy breast,Let each..
© James Beattie
Pygmaeo-Gerano-Machia: The Battle Of The Pygmies And Cranes
From the Latin of Addison.The pygmy-people, and the feather'd train,Mingling in mortal combat on the plain,I sing. Ye Muses, favour my designs,Lead..
© James Beattie
Ode To Hope
I. 1.O Thou, who glad'st the pensive soul,More than Aurora's smile the swain forlorn,Left all night long to mournWhere desolation frowns, and..
© James Beattie
The Judgment Of Paris
1Far in the depth of Ida's inmost grove,A scene for love and solitude design'd;Where flowery woodbines wild, by Nature wove,Form'd the lone bower..
© James Beattie
The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius (Excerpts)
THE FIRST BOOK (excerpts)Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell how many a soul..
© James Beattie
Ode To Peace
I. 1.Peace, heaven-descended maid! whose powerful voiceFrom ancient darkness call'd the morn;And hush'd of jarring elements the noise,When Chaos..
© James Beattie
Elegy
1Tired with the busy crowds, that all the dayImpatient throng where Folly's altars flame,My languid powers dissolve with quick decay,Till genial..
© James Beattie
The Minstrel ; Or, The Progress Of Genius - Book Ii.
I.Of chance or change O let not man complain,Else shall he never never cease to wail:For, from the imperial dome, to where the swainRears the lone..
© James Beattie