I feel myself in need Of the inspiring strains of ancient lore, My heart to lift, my empty mind to feed, And all the world explore.
I know that I am old And never can recover what is past, ...  [+]

When on life's ocean first I spread my sail,
I then implored a mild auspicious gale;
And from the slippery strand I took my flight,
And sought the peaceful haven of delight.

Tyrannic ...  [+]

Alas! and am I born for this, To wear this slavish chain? Deprived of all created bliss, Through hardship, toil, and pain!
How long have I in bondage lain, And languished to be free! Alas ...  [+]

Am I sadly cast aside,
On misfortune's rugged tide?
Will the world my pains deride Forever?
Must I dwell in Slavery's night,
And all pleasure take its flight,
Far beyond my feeble sight ...  [+]