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Poems by William Kendall

Kendall, William (fl. 1791-1816)
  
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INVOCATION To LAURA.
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ELEGIAC STANZAS.
 I. 
I. SONG.
 II. 
II. SONG.
 III. 
III. To MUSIC.
 IV. 
IV. SONG.
 V. 
V. SONG.
 VI. 
VI. SONG.
 VII. 
VII. To INSENSIBILITY.
 V. 
V. To LAURA.
 IX. 
IX. To FORTUNE.
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OCCASIONAL VERSES.
 I. 
I. To LAURA.
 II. 
II. To DELIA.
 III. 
III. SONG.
 IV. 
IV. To JULIA.
 V. 
V. To MARIA.
 VI. 
VI. To Mr. JACKSON, Of Exeter.
 VII. 
VII. To LAURA.
 VIII. 
VIII. SONG.
 IX. 
IX. IMPROMPTU.
 X. 
X. To MARIA.
 XI. 
XI. To MARIA.
 XII. 
XII. To JULIA.
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SONNETS.
 I. 
I. SONNET. To a poetical friend.
 II. 
II. SONNET. In the manner of the earlier poets.
 III. 
III. SONNET. To a dissolute character.
 IV. 
IV. SONNET.
 V. 
V. SONNET.
 VI. 
VI. SONNET. On LAURA's illness.
 VII. 
VII. SONNET.
 VIII. 
VIII. SONNET. To the SPIRIT of LAURA.
 IX. 
IX. SONNET. On the dismemberment of Poland, and the events of 1793.
 X. 
X. SONNET.
 XI. 
XI. SONNET.
 XII. 
XII. SONNET.
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FAIRY FANTASIES.
 I. 
I. PRELUDE.
 II. 
II. CAVERN.
 III. 
III. BURNING MOUNTAIN.
 IV. 
IV. LAKES.
 V. 
V. DREAMS.
 VI. 
VI. GLACIERES.
 VII. 
VII. RUINS.
 VIII. 
VIII. LIGHT.
 IX. 
IX. GROVES, &c.
 X. 
X. FEMALE BEAUTY.
 XI. 
XI. SEA.
 XII. 
XII. DESART.
 XIII. 
XIII. FLOWERS.
 XIV. 
XIV. CONCLUSION.
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IMITATIONS OF CATULLUS.
  
To Lesbia's Sparrow.
  
On the Death of Lesbia's Sparrow.
  
To Lesbia.
  
To Lesbia.
  
On the Nuptials of Julia and Manlius.

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To Lesbia's Sparrow.

Sweet Sparrow, all my Love's delight,
Whose wanton frolics charm her sight;
By Lesbia's playful hand caress'd,
As oft she lays thee on her breast,
Her taper fingers tempting seek
The sportive vengeance of thy beak:
When cares oppress,—the soft relief,
The soothing solace of her grief!
With thee, like Lesbia, might I play;
Like her my weary woes allay:
With softer joy should I be blest
Than Atalanta's self confess'd;
When gold, amidst the rapid race,
Unbound her zone and check'd her pace.
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