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To A Lady Who Was Libell'd. Mary Barber	Pale in meridian Pride presides; A Sov'reign Pow'r the Goddess claims O'er Seas, and Sea--supplying Streams; The River of the richest Source...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Lady, Who Invited The Author Into The Country. Mary Barber	And very seldom see the Sun: Yet sometimes pow'rful Fancy reigns, And glads my Eyes with sylvan Scenes; Where Time, enamour'd, slacks his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Louse, On Seeing one on a Lady's Bonnet at Church Robert Burns	O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To a Mountain Daisy Robert Burns	To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To A Young Gentleman In Love. A Tale Matthew Prior	Part'ner of all his Pow'r and Pride; Or Rule in Regal State above, Mother of Gods, and Wife of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Alexander Pope, Esq. Mary Barber	Where Sickness reigns, he, to his utmost Pow'r, Softens the Anguish of each dismal Hour: He smooths the rugged Brow of anxious Care, And...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To An American Embassy Sydney Thompson Dobell	Armed not, against her matchless pow'rs-that-be, Music, Painting, Sculpture, Poetry, But sent a living womanhood of all To queen,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To An Amiable Friend Mourning The Death Of An Excellent Father Mercy Warren	Complain no more of Death's extensive power, Whose sceptre wafts us to some blissful shore; Where the rough billows that roll o'er the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Chloe Weeping Matthew Prior	Pow'r can soften All, But That dear Breast on which they...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Giovanni Battista Manso, Marquis of Villa. (Translated From Milton) William Cowper	And that Apollo shed his kindliest pow'r, And Maia's son, on that propitious hour, Since only minds so born can comprehend A...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Her Grace The Dutchess Of Portland Mary Barber	(If e'er the Cloud--dispelling Pow'r Remove the Damps, that chill my Vein) I'll trace the slight--drawn Lines again; Warm Col'ring...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Excellency The Lord Carteret. Mary Barber	The lovely Bloom, which gives her now such Pow'r: But yours, a Likeness of a nobler Kind, Displays the deathless Beauties of the Mind: Be it...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Grace The Duke Of Buckingham And Normanby, At The Camp Before Philipsburgh. Mary Barber	Of arbitrary Pow'r the Danger see, To British Monarchs the forbidden Tree; Which, like the first, forbid by...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To His Honour The Lieutenant-Governor, On The Death Of His Lady Marc 24, 1773 Phillis Wheatley	thy resistless pow'r, Hope's tow'ring plumage falls to rise no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mignon Johann Wolfgang von Goethe	In my heart With creative pow'r...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mr. John Rouse, Librarian of the University of Oxford. (Translated From Milton) William Cowper	Shall furnish minds of pow'r To judge more...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mrs. Barber Mary Barber	So, warm with Life, your pow'rful Numbers flow: As He from Clouds bursts forth divinely bright, So Envy sets You in a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mrs. S---. Written In My Sickness. Mary Barber	To Thee was giv'n the won'drous Pow'r, To gild the melancholy Hour, To sooth the long--distracted Brain, And conquer ev'n the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mrs. Strangeways Horner, With A Letter From My Son; Mary Barber	Thus imitates the Pow'r Divine, And proves her Soul ally'd to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Mrs. Ward. By The Same. Mary Barber	What Wealth, and Pow'r, and Equipage...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To My Father (Translated From Milton) William Cowper	The Gods love verse; the infernal Pow'rs themselves Confess the influence of verse, which stirs The lowest Deep, and binds in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To my honoured Friend Mr. George Sandys Henry King	Some more like you might pow'rfully confute Th' opposers of Priests marriage by the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To My Mother Felicia Dorothea Hemans	Yet not that splendor, pomp, and pow'r, Might then irradiate ev'ry hour; For these, my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Resignation Felicia Dorothea Hemans	To bless devotion's all-consoling pow'r; Teach me, like thee, when storms around me rise, And spreading glooms obscure the azure...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
To Rinaldo Mary Darby Robinson	Ought could diffuse the balm of rest, The pow'r is thine for oh...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)