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Harvest-Home (1805)

(1749-1814)

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PRAYER TO HEALTH:

THE POET'S COTTAGE

VERSES TO MR. JOHN MAVOR, OF WADHAM COLLEGE, OXFORD; WITH A PRESENT OF SOME VIDONIA.

TO THE SAME, WITH A REGULATION SASH, ON HIS ENTERING THE LOYAL WOODSTOCK VOLUNTEERS, AS LIEUTENANT.

TO MR. HENRY MAVOR, ON THE AUTHOR'S WITNESSING THE SIGNATURE OF HIS INDENTURES NOVEMBER 19, 1803.

TO MR. GEORGE MAVOR.

VERSES WRITTEN AFTER SEEING THE PICTURES IN THE EARL OF WARWICK'S COLLECTION, WHILE ON A VISIT AT THE CASTLE.

TO A LADY , WHO CONVERTED A STRAW COTTAGE INTO A CARD-BOX.

THE WOUNDED MIND.

THE COUNSELS OF AFFECTION.

LINES PRESENTED TO THE SAME, WITH THE “BRITISH NEPOS .”

A POETICAL EPISTLE TO Dr. BREE, OF BIRMINGHAM,

THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE.

TO THE SAME, WITH A NEEDLE-CASE, SENT FROM BATH.

QUESTIONS TO CUPID, RESPECTING HENRY HORRIBOW .

TO A BEAUTIFUL SPANIEL,

VERSES, OCCASIONED BY THE LIBERAL OFFER OF A GENTLEMAN AFTER READING “THE POET'S COTTAGE .”

TO MRS. ROBERSON, OF OXFORD.

TO MRS. BILLINGTON:

TO MISS SHARP, ON THE SAME OCCASION.

TO A FRIEND, ON RECEIVING A PAIR OF SPECTACLES.

ADDRESS TO A SPACIOUS HOLLY TREE BELONGING TO MRS. INGRAM, AT WOOLFORD HOUSE, WARWICKSHIRE.

EXTEMPORE, ON HEARING MONSIEUR VON ESCHE'S MARCHE RELIGIEUSE.

SONG. SUNG BY NINE SISTERS ABOUT TO SEPARATE.

THE TWO SOPHIAS;

ON ACCIDENTALLY SEEING A FATHER TAKE LEAVE OF AN ONLY SON.

WRITTEN IN THE EMPTY HOUSE OF A FRIEND, ON THE FAMILY QUITTING TOWN.

TO MR. AND MRS. DROUGHT.

APOLOGY TO A FRIEND,

INVOCATION TO FORTUNE.

TO *******, ESQ.

TO A FRIEND, WITH A SPRIG OF BALM.

TO LADY MOSTYN,

SOPHIA'S ADDRESS TO SORROW.

THE POET's PETITION.

AN ODE, FOR THE CENTENARY OF THE CHARITY-SCHOOL OF ST. JOHN, WAPPING.

THE MODERN HERCULES.

TO MRS. VANCOUVER.

TO MISS VANCOUVER, ON RECEIVING FROM HER A BOUQUET OF WINTER FLOWERS.

STANZAS TO THE NEW MOON.

STANZAS, ON FAVOURABLE WEATHER HAPPENING AFTER THE AUTHOR'S FIRST ADDRESS TO THE NEW MOON.

TO A FRIEND IN AFFLICTION, WITH “THE PLEASURES OF HOPE.”

TO MR. AND MRS. FONBLANQUE; ON THE DEATH OF ONE OF THEIR CHILDREN.

EXTEMPORE LINES, PRESENTED ON THE MARRIAGE OF A FRIEND: INCLUDING THE AUTHOR'S APOLOGY FOR APPEARING IN BLACK.

TO AN OLD MARRIED COUPLE;

TO THE MEMORY OF *******.

A QUESTION ANSWERED.

ON MARGARET PICKARD'S ENTERING HER SIXTH YEAR, JANUARY 1, 1802.

THE FATE OF THE BARDS.

TO MRS. POTTER, ON CASTING THE AUTHOR'S NATIVITY.

TO GEORGIANA BYRON,

TO SOPHIA, ON HER BIRTH-DAY.

TO A LADY, WITH COWPER'S POEMS ELEGANTLY BOUND.

EXTEMPORE. TO MRS. SHEPHERD, IN PAYMENT OF A SHEET OF PAPER.

IMPROMPTU, ON MR. PHILLIPS'S LENDING HIS TOWN-HOUSE TO THE AUTHOR.

ADDRESS TO THE LYRE.

LINES WRITTEN AT A FRIEND'S VILLA AFTER A LONG ABSENCE.

ON BEING PRESENT AT THE NAMING OF A BEAUTIFUL CHILD.

PRESENTED TO THE CHILDREN OF GEORGE BLACKMAN, ESQ. WITH “PITY'S GIFT,” A SELECTION FOR YOUNGER MINDS.

WRITTEN AT THE HERMITAGE, NEAR BATH,

LINES, WRITTEN AT A FRIEND'S NEAR THE CELEBRATED NURSERY-GARDENS, IN THE KING'S-ROAD CHELSEA.

TO FANNY RUNDLE.

A SOLILOQUY, PENCILLED WHILE ON AN EXCURSION TO HAMPTON-COURT, JUNE 14, 1804.

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VERSES TO MR. JOHN MAVOR, OF WADHAM COLLEGE, OXFORD; WITH A PRESENT OF SOME VIDONIA.

To you, whose frolic spirit on the wing
Of glowing youth spontaneously can fly,
To youth and nature's never-failing spring,
Where all the stores of youth and nature lie;

To you, my friend, who, blest in classic lore,
—An early moralist and youthful sage—
Who, from a rich and variegated store,
Can draw life's nectar, mellowed many an age;

What is the envied Cape, the proud Tokay,
Th'o'erflowing goblet, or the mantling bowl,
That makes the dull so wise, the fool so gay?
What can they give to such a buoyant soul?

Nor wit, nor wisdom, can they all impart,
Nor native passion, nor ingenuous truth;
These—the rich vintage of a fervid heart—
Gush in full tides of nature and of youth.

Yet still accept the humble gift I send:
Friendship's “the wine of life” when sound and true
—As sings the awful bard to whom I bend,—
And such the friendship that I feel for you.

Dr. Young.