Poems of James Beattie
|21.||The Hares, A Fable.||4/21/2010|
|23.||The Judgment Of Paris||4/21/2010|
|24.||The Minstrel ; Or, The Progress Of Genius - Book II.||4/21/2010|
|25.||The Minstrel; or, The Progress of Genius (excerpts)||1/1/2004|
|26.||The Minstrel; Or, The Progress Of Genius : Book I.||4/21/2010|
|27.||The Triumph Of Melancholy||4/21/2010|
|28.||The Wolf And Shepherds. A Fable||4/21/2010|
|29.||To The Right Honourable Lady Charlotte Gordon||4/21/2010|
Life And Immortality
'O ye wild groves, oh, where is now your bloom!'
(The muse interprets thus his tender thought)
Your flowers, your verdure, and your balmy gloom,
Of late so grateful in the hour of drought?
Why do the birds, that song and rapture brought
To all your bowers, their mansions now forsake?
Ah! why has fickle chance this ruin wrought?
For now the storm howls mournful through the brake,
And the dead foliage flies in many a shapeless flake.