William Taylor Collins
William Taylor Collins Poems
- A Song From Shakespeare's Cymb...
- Ode To Evening If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, ...
- In The Downhill Of Life In the downhill of life, when I find ...
- Ode To Simplicity O thou, by Nature taught To ...
- How Sleep The Brave HOW sleep the brave, who sink to rest By...
- Eclogue The Second Hassan SCENE, the Desert TIME, Mid-day ...
- Eclogue The First Selim SCENE, a Valley near Bagdat TIME, the...
WILLIAM COLLINS was born at Chichester on the twenty-fifth of December, about 1720. His father was a hatter of good reputation. He was in 1733, as Dr. Warton has kindly informed me, admitted scholar of Winchester College, where he was educated by Dr. Burton. His English exercises were better than his Latin.
He first courted the notice of the publick by some verses To a Lady weeping, published in The Gentleman's Magazine.
In 1740 he stood first in the list of the scholars to be received in succession at New College; but unhappily there was no vacancy. This was the original misfortune of his life. He became a Commoner of Queen's College, probably with a ... more »
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A Song From Shakespeare's Cymbeline Sung By Guiderus And Ar
To fair Fidele's grassy tomb
Soft maids and village hinds shall bring
Each op'ning sweet, of earliest bloom,
And rifle all the breathing spring.
No wailing ghost shall dare appear,
To vex with shrieks this quiet grove:
But shepherd lads assemble here,
And melting virgins own their love.
No wither'd witch shall here be seen,
No goblins lead their nightly crew:
The female fays shall haunt the green,
And dress thy grave with pearly dew!
The redbreast oft at ev'ning hours
Shall kindly lend his ...