O now wondrous is the story Of our blest Redeemer's birth? See the mighty Lord of Glory Leaves his heaven to visit earth!…
Hannah More (2 February 1745 – 7 September 1833) was an English religious writer, Romantic and philanthropist. She can be said to have made three reputations in the course of her long life: as a poet and playwright in the circle of Johnson, Reynolds and Garrick, as a writer on moral and religious subjects, and as a practical philanthropist. Born in 1745 at Fishponds in the parish of Stapleton, near Bristol, Hannah More was the fourth of five daughters of Jacob More, a schoolmaster originally from Harleston, Norfolk. He was from a strong Presbyterian family in Norfolk, but had become a member of the Church of England, and originally intended to pursue a career in the Church, but after the disappointment of losing a lawsuit over an estate he had hoped to inherit, he moved to Bristol, where he became an excise officer and was later appointed teacher at the Fishponds free school. They were a close family and the sisters were first educated by their father, learning Latin and mathematics: Hannah was also taught by her elder sisters, through whom she learned French. She was keen to learn, and possessed a sharp intellect - she was assiduous in studying and, according to family tradition, began writing at an early age. In 1758 Jacob established his own girls' boarding school at Trinity Street in Bristol for the elder sisters, Mary and Elizabeth to run, while he and his wife moved to Stony Hill in the city to open a school for boys. More became a pupil when she was twelve years old, and taught at the school in her early adulthood.)
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Persons of the Drama. Darius, King of Media and Babylon. Pharnaces, Courtier, Enemy to Daniel. Soranus, dido.…
If social manners, if the gentlest mind, If zeal for God, and love for human kind, If all the charities which life endear, May claim affection, or demand a tear,…
Good Dan and Jane were man and wife, And lived a loving kind of life. One point, however, they disputed And each by turns his mate confuted.…
PART I. Florio, a youth of gay renown, Who figured much about the town,…
Here bliss is short, imperfect, insincere, But total, absolute, and perfect there. Here time's a moment, short our happiest state, There infinite duration is our date.…
O my son! The ostentatious virtues which still press For notice and for praise; the brilliant deeds Which live but in the eye of observation -…
Airy spirits, you who love Cooling bower, or shady grove; Streams that murmur as they flow, Zephyrs bland that softly blow;…
Ye lib'ral souls who rev'rence Friendship's name, Who boast her blessings, and who feel her flame; Oh! if from early youth one friend you've lov'd, Whom warm affection chose, and t…
O Charity, divinely wise, Thou meek-ey'd Daughter of the skies From the pure fountain of eternal light, Where fair, immutable, and ever bright,…
Dragon! since lyrics are the mode, To thee I dedicate my Ode, And reason good I plead: Are those who cannot write, to blame…
Go, peaceful shade! exchange for sin and care The glorious palm which patient suff'rers wear! Go, take the meed victorious meekness gains, Go, wear the crown triumphant faith obtai…
O Thou, or friend or stranger, who shalt tread These solemn mansions of the silent dead! Think, when this record to enquiring eyes, No more shall tell the spot where Dicey lies;…
Born to command to conquer, and to spare, As mercy mild, yet terrible as war, Here Lawrence rests in death; while living fame From Thames to Ganges wafts his honour'd name.…
Meek shade, farewell! go seek that quiet shore Where sin shall vex, and sorrow wound no more; Thy lowly worth obtains that final bliss, Which pride disdains to seek, and wit may mi…
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