Poems Chiefly Written in Retirement Author:John Thelwall Subtitle: The Fairy of the Lake, a Dramatic Romance ; Effusions of Relative and Social Feeling ; and Specimens of the Hope of Albion, Or, Edwin of Northumbria: an Epic Poem General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1801 Original Publisher: Printed by W.H. Parker Subjects: Literary Criticism / Poetry Poetry / General ... more » Poetry / American / General 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: So now I am an Orphan Boy With nought below my heart to cheer: No mother's love, no father's joy, Nor kin, nor kind, to wipe the tear. My lodging is the cold, cold ground; I eat the bread of charity; And, when the kifs of love goes round, There is no kifs of love for me. But I will to the grave and weep, Where late they laid my mother low, And buried her, with earth fo deep, All in her fhroud as white as fnow. And there, I'll call on her, fo loud, All underneath the church-yard tree, To wrapt me in her fnow-white fhroud ; For thofe cold lips are dear to me. Amatory Sonnet. (The Idea from a Line in Shakefpear.) "HIDE, oh! hide thofe hills of fnow," O'er vhich thofe funny fmiles, in vain, Dazzling mine, but ne'erbeftow Vital warmth, to cheer the fwain. With myfterious pangs they kill, Burning from excefs of chill. Vail, Oh ! vail thofe funny fmiles, Which that bofom cannot melt: Phofphor like, their chilly wiles Kindle fires they never felt: SONNETS. 171 Lights -- that, in the northern Ikies, Promife funs that never rife. Yet thofe hills of breathing fnow, Yet thofe funny fmiles, fo fweet! Could they feel what they beftow, Kindling touch of vital heat, Lapland nights themfelves would prove All too fhort to tell my love: ...« less