Potential Titles: James Beattie

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To the song of gladness dance - James Beattie "Elegy"

Encompassed with funereal gloom - James Beattie "Elegy"

Wild ravings in Night's frighted ear - James Beattie "Elegy"

That bursts the bonds of clay - James Beattie "Elegy"

The sacred drops to pity due - James Beattie "Elegy"

Waxen wings by Daedalus designed - James Beattie "Epistle to the Honourable C. B."

Reached the moon, upborn by geese - James Beattie "Epistle to the Honourable C. B."

The shoes Jack Giant-killer wore - James Beattie "Epistle to the Honourable C. B."

Three times reclined on Thetis' breast - James Beattie "Epistle to the Honourable C. B."

Brisk as bottled beer - James Beattie "Epistle to the Honourable C. B."

Evening sees us bathed in tears - James Beattie "The Hares, a Fable"

The sweets of forgetfulness prove - James Beattie "The Hermit"

When nought but the torrent is heard - James Beattie "The Hermit"

Gliding remote on the verge of the sky - James Beattie "The Hermit"

And the planets were lost in her blaze - James Beattie "The Hermit"

Where Fame's proud temple shines - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The influence of malignant star - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Waged with Fortune an eternal war - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Larks on russet pinions float - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Where the gray linnets carol - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

And freedom fires the soul - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

A portion of celestial fire - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

On the dull couch of Luxury - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Poisons like a scorpion's dart - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

A nation famed for song - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Serene amidst alarms - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The living water from the rock - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Secure beneath the storm - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Canker'd by the worm of pride - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The clamorous fray of squabbling imps - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

And Echo swells the chorus - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The voice of mirth and song - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Grateful in the hour of drought - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

With new lustre burn - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Grasping the diamond lance - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The ruthless fox appear - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The voice and fire of seraphim - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Who quaff the nut-brown ale - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

To trace the secrets of the skies - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

The sophist's rope of cobweb - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Sneak with the scoundrel fox - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book I"

Must not aspire to bliss - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

Tools and toys of tyranny - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

Attends Night's lovely queen - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

This chaos dark to clear - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

With tenfold fierceness burn - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

Imagination's lawless rage - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

Where fiends and tempests howl - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

Allay the fever's fire - James Beattie "The Minstrel; or, the Progress of Genius, book II"

Unstained with flattery's art - James Beattie "Ode on Lord Hay's Birth-Day. 13th May, 1767"

Breathed ardent from the heart - James Beattie "Ode on Lord Hay's Birth-Day. 13th May, 1767"

Twines with oak the laurel leaves - James Beattie "Ode on Lord Hay's Birth-Day. 13th May, 1767"

A thousand years have seen it shine - James Beattie "Ode on Lord Hay's Birth-Day. 13th May, 1767"

Through the midnight of their mind - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

With gorgon-figured veil o'erspread - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Dark Phlegethon's detested maze - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

And goblins all to the damp dungeon shrink - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Though gales propitious blow - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

What a weary length of lingering toil - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Taints with pestilence the gale - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Wizard Envy from his serpent eye - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

That bears the sacred shield of Truth - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

And onward rolls the storm - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Who tread the path of truth - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Who close the eyes of Sorrow - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Repair the weary soul's decay - James Beattie "Ode to Hope"

Chaos, from his old dominion torn - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

And hushed of jarring elements - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Hurled the void abyss along - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Every fiery orb and planet sung - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Echoes load the sighing gales - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

With all the whirlwind's haste - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Sweet poers of solitude and song - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

With the horrors of discordant sound - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Snatched in tempestuous eddies - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Along the sullen twilight sail - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Rushing steeds grim Terror guides - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Rolls headlong down the steep - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

By the blasting lightning of his eyes - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Gloom invests the howling shades - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Revenge the gory fragment gnaws - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Who ride the hurricanes of fire - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Sable from the wasting flame - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

And quench the animating fire - James Beattie "Ode to Peace: Written in the Year 1756"

Deep in your most sequestered bower - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

That smooths the brow of care - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

With dreams of former days - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

In stormy paths to roam - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

No more the path invites - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

The lingering light decays - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

By guileful Hope misled - James Beattie "Retirement. 1758"

Might dignify Minerva's awful charms - James Beattie "To the Right Honourable Lady Charlotte Gordon, Dressed in a Tartan Scotch Bonnet with Feathers, &c."

So deeply stained with sorrow's dye - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

When the keen mildew desolates the field - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

To wilds of woe decoy - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

The jocund Hours are fluttering seen - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

All your stores of softening balm - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

Where the gallant navy rides the deep - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

Embattled legions stretch their long array - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

Mounts the black whirlwind - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

As Vengeance guides the rein - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"

Harmonize the thunder of the storm - James Beattie "The Triumph of Melancholy"


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