To a Mouse
Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty, . . .
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To Althea, from Prison
When Love with unconfinèd wings
Hovers within my Gates,
And my divine Althea brings
. . .
To an Athlete Dying Young
The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
. . .
To Autumn
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
ConspiringConspiring Working together; literally, to conspire is “to breathe together” (OED) with him how to load and bless . . .
To Fashion
Gay Fashion thou Goddess so pleasing,
However imperious thy sway;
Like a mistress capricious and teasing, . . .
To Helen
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicéan barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, . . .
To Her Father with Some Verses
Most truly honoured, and as truly dear,
If worth in me or ought I do appear,
Who can of right better demand the same . . .
To the Memory of Mr. Oldham
Farewell, too little and too lately known,
Whom I began to think and call my own;
For sure our souls were near ally'd; and thine
. . .
To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man, . . .
To Solitude
I am weary of the working,
Weary of the long day’s heat;
To thy comfortable bosom, . . .
