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Poems

Consisting Of Essays, Lyric, Elegiac, &c. By Thomas Dermody. Written between the 13th and 16th Year of his Age

Dermody, Thomas (1775-1802)

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TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE COUNTESS OF MOIRA.

MEMORY: A POEM.

ELEGY TO FLORELIA.

IRREGULAR ODE TO THE SUN.

LINES TO MY ESTEEMED MR. JOHN BAYNHAM.

SONNET TO THE REV. MR. EDWARD BERWICK.

ON AN ANTIQUARIAN.

ON AN HONEST MAN WHO WAS BURIED BETWEEN A PARSON AND A LAWYER.

THE POET's PEN.

TO MY OWN SELF.

TO MISS SIDNEY AND MISS OLIVIA OWENSON.

TO THE GOD OF GOODNESS.

A MILTONIC EPISTLE.

TO MY NOBLE FRIENDS THE CRITICS,

TO AN OLD BEAUTY.

AN EPISTLE NUGATORY,

ODE TO THE COLLEGIANS.

VERSES, WITH A NECKLACE,

ON SENSIBILITY WITHOUT FEELING.

ON THE GRAVE OF A MURDERED INFANT.

IMITATION OF AN OLD SONG,

THE PENITENT's COMPLAINT.

A SCOTCH SERENADE.

MY OWN APOTHEOSIS.

THE LINNET's LAMENT.

A POETICAL ADDRESS

THE FAREWEL, OR VOYAGE OF LIFE.

WOMAN AND WINE,

FURNITURE OF A COURTIER's UPPER STORY.

TO SAMUEL WHYTE, Esq.

TO A SCRIBBLING PHYSICIAN.

THE POET's INVENTORY.

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LINES TO MY ESTEEMED MR. JOHN BAYNHAM.

Pure, as the placid transports of thy breast,
My verse shall flow, in native graces drest;
My verse that scorns to fill a lying strain:—
The Muse shall tie meek Friendship's golden chain,
Where'er I go, thy gentle image, still,
Shall check each fault, and nobler aims instil;
Where'er I go, thy cordial glow shall warm
My bosom's secret shrine, and sweetly charm;
Tho' pressing pageants idly thwart my view,
And sad Reflection, weeping, turns to You.