The poetical works of John Nicholson ... Carefully edited from the original editions, with additional notes and a sketch of his life and writings. By W. G. Hird |
The poetical works of John Nicholson | ||
Death and Disease my solemn muses be;
Throw o'er my soul a sickbed's canopy;
Let Sorrow dictate every mournful line,
And, true Repentance, let the strains be thine!
Tears wet the page, while falling like the rain,
O'er my two friends by wine untimely slain.
Throw o'er my soul a sickbed's canopy;
Let Sorrow dictate every mournful line,
And, true Repentance, let the strains be thine!
Tears wet the page, while falling like the rain,
O'er my two friends by wine untimely slain.
The poetical works of John Nicholson | ||