Potential Titles: B. [Bartholomew] Simmons
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somethingdarkerFired by the flattering Harper's chord - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Vow at the glutted shrine of Fate - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Fame shouts, spoil pours, and captives bow - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
The final hour arrives of long-contested Power - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Go shake the nations in his place - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
With all your wasting passions' war - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Sent up the heart's o'erboiling flood - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Contemplating each hurrying mood - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Till Time's expiring lights grow dim - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Vile soilings that degrade our dust - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Whose restless pines were beckoning up the moon - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
But all untasted stood the hoard - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Exhibit Power contending still with Waste - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Avenging heaven will long in wrath pursue - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
The Law once given in fire - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Redly earn'd the curse he won that night - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
As die all desperate men of blood - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Must soon enchain St. Lawrence' [sic] mighty tide - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
As stars with night-clouds striving - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
How soon the senseless wave resign'd the tints - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
While glass'd within my mournful mind - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
Still glows that scene's enchanting grace - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
To echoing Memory long shall speak - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
'Mid storm and midnight's rushing wings - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
To dwell with Grief's eternal things - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
Sun-fronting beds of garden-thyme - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
The small humming merchants of the hive - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Round the flinty shores of my bleak isles - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Naught but the rising moon stands on your path - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Back resparkling far Orion's lovely blaze - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Down-crashing hills of wild, devouring waves - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
White quiet sails from the grim icy coasts - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
When the Passion and the Pain their havoc have begun - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
The Thunder, rolling up behind the Deep - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
To match that hurricane of mind - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Pour forth as bitter-keen a tale - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Sick with desires unsatisfied - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Ploughing the stars through seas of blue Eternity - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Could see the Lighthouse flame into the night - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Rescuer bright who walked the howling wave - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Who faced in death the sea in life he ruled - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
The night is melting in the north - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
When Freedom leagued with Crime to hurl up Earth's foundations - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
From the whirl where vortex'd Empires raged - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The pearl of matchless Prudence drew - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Repaid in feeling, grace and fire - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
And his be homage still more dread - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Where Faction works by wrath and wrong - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The ramparts' loosen'd load of thunder - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Shapes Fate and Chance with potent skill - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Memory marks the wane of iron times - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
A portent still more fair unfold - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
From memory's store of childish joys - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Fairy-land lost every flower beneath your tempest - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
All milks that pump or pail supplies - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Save that with human kindness dash'd - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
What fruits of toil, and tears, and trust - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Whose arid hours were fed with dew and light - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Not till the Peace had closed our quarrels - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Made from his useless musket-barrels - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Arise and put the Monster down - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
When sense crash'd into nonsense dies - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Beholds the bright Archangel for ever face to face - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Rolls a sea of amber down the world - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Twelve times amid their Steppes of ice - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
A thousand thrones of vanquish'd monarchs burn - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
In his jasper vestibules four hundred bloodhounds bay - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
With the steadfast voice of one prepared to die - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
The brief amazement which shook that hall has fled - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
What tongue may tell the terror - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Though my soul with grief grew wild - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Deceit and Change divide the empire - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Fate, that threw its waste of seas between us - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
How wild my heart's delighted beat - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Sought out lone Hesper's diamond ray - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
When we have burst the bonds of this - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Too short and shining were those hours - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Fate's storms again have swept the scene - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
This heart's unshaken faith attest - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Each vow the heart could once supply - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Sunfire pilfer'd from their age - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
The fruit we early won from tales - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
The life of stone endured in more divine abodes - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
Then drink, and dream the red grape weeps - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
That ever Mirth gave to be rear'd by Sorrow - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Each hue and grace of golden Nature - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Lurk'd the keen jags of Anguish - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Where charnels choke the city - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Through its boughs the ghostly wind comes knelling - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Watch him steal, guilt-lighted, to his pillow - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
This stunning hell of wheels - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
That pour with princes to their riot - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Distracting sound, and dust, and heat, and glare - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Who puts to shame her fable sisters' syren-fame - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Swarming through one mighty street - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
From all opposing points they meet - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
The crashing wheels and battling crowd - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
But storm and brawl and burst along - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
High-born Beauty shrined in glass - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
The meek cowslips still folded in sleep - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Meet Morning half way from the deep - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
A sparkle the far-coming splendour might fling - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
In bubbling thousands swept away - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Linger'd at noon beneath trees dropping diamonds - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
To leave our dwindled summer day - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
A merry home amid the ruins pale - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
The exile mourning, to banishment returning - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
A wretch alone upon the lonely seas - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
My casket's heap'd contents reversed - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
How died at once abstraction's air - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
My hurrying glance arrested fell - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
The star we watch'd in vanish'd vesper hours - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Within its pale sad air each angry feeling fades - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
While some pale Seer interpreted their tones - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: Parting Precepts" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Shared our thousand harmonies - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: Parting Precepts" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Has blown aside the gates where Pride dozed - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The slaves of sceptred fraud and fear - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
What scattered thoughts of yours were buried seeds - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The black judicial formula devised by bloody thrones - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Be it his Vestibule to hope, and light, and peace - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
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Vow at the glutted shrine of Fate - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Fame shouts, spoil pours, and captives bow - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
The final hour arrives of long-contested Power - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Go shake the nations in his place - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
With all your wasting passions' war - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Sent up the heart's o'erboiling flood - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Contemplating each hurrying mood - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Till Time's expiring lights grow dim - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Vile soilings that degrade our dust - B. Simmons "Columbus (A Print after a Picture by Parmeggiano)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
Whose restless pines were beckoning up the moon - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
But all untasted stood the hoard - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Exhibit Power contending still with Waste - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Avenging heaven will long in wrath pursue - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
The Law once given in fire - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Redly earn'd the curse he won that night - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
As die all desperate men of blood - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
Must soon enchain St. Lawrence' [sic] mighty tide - B. Simmons "The Curse of Glencoe" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXVII, v.LIII, Jan. 1843]
As stars with night-clouds striving - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
How soon the senseless wave resign'd the tints - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
While glass'd within my mournful mind - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
Still glows that scene's enchanting grace - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
To echoing Memory long shall speak - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
'Mid storm and midnight's rushing wings - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
To dwell with Grief's eternal things - B. Simmons "The Last Walk" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCI, May 1848, v.LXIII]
Sun-fronting beds of garden-thyme - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
The small humming merchants of the hive - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Round the flinty shores of my bleak isles - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Naught but the rising moon stands on your path - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Back resparkling far Orion's lovely blaze - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Down-crashing hills of wild, devouring waves - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
White quiet sails from the grim icy coasts - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
When the Passion and the Pain their havoc have begun - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
The Thunder, rolling up behind the Deep - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
To match that hurricane of mind - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Pour forth as bitter-keen a tale - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Sick with desires unsatisfied - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Ploughing the stars through seas of blue Eternity - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Could see the Lighthouse flame into the night - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Rescuer bright who walked the howling wave - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Who faced in death the sea in life he ruled - B. Simmonds "The Life of the Sea" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
The night is melting in the north - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
When Freedom leagued with Crime to hurl up Earth's foundations - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
From the whirl where vortex'd Empires raged - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The pearl of matchless Prudence drew - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Repaid in feeling, grace and fire - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
And his be homage still more dread - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Where Faction works by wrath and wrong - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The ramparts' loosen'd load of thunder - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Shapes Fate and Chance with potent skill - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Memory marks the wane of iron times - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
A portent still more fair unfold - B. Simmons "Lines on the Landing of His Majesty King Louis Philippe, Tuesday, October 8, 1844" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
From memory's store of childish joys - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Fairy-land lost every flower beneath your tempest - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
All milks that pump or pail supplies - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Save that with human kindness dash'd - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
What fruits of toil, and tears, and trust - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Whose arid hours were fed with dew and light - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Not till the Peace had closed our quarrels - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Made from his useless musket-barrels - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Arise and put the Monster down - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
When sense crash'd into nonsense dies - B. Simmons "London Cries" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCII, v.LXV, Apr. 1849]
Beholds the bright Archangel for ever face to face - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Rolls a sea of amber down the world - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Twelve times amid their Steppes of ice - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
A thousand thrones of vanquish'd monarchs burn - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
In his jasper vestibules four hundred bloodhounds bay - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
With the steadfast voice of one prepared to die - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
The brief amazement which shook that hall has fled - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
What tongue may tell the terror - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Though my soul with grief grew wild - B. Simmons "Mahmood the Ghazavide" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLIX, v.LVIII, Sept. 1845]
Deceit and Change divide the empire - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Fate, that threw its waste of seas between us - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
How wild my heart's delighted beat - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Sought out lone Hesper's diamond ray - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
When we have burst the bonds of this - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Too short and shining were those hours - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Fate's storms again have swept the scene - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
This heart's unshaken faith attest - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Each vow the heart could once supply - B. Simmons "Moonlight Memories [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]
Sunfire pilfer'd from their age - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
The fruit we early won from tales - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
The life of stone endured in more divine abodes - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
Then drink, and dream the red grape weeps - B. Simmons "Philhellenic Drinking-Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIII, v.LIV, July 1843]
That ever Mirth gave to be rear'd by Sorrow - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Each hue and grace of golden Nature - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Lurk'd the keen jags of Anguish - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Where charnels choke the city - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Through its boughs the ghostly wind comes knelling - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Watch him steal, guilt-lighted, to his pillow - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
This stunning hell of wheels - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
That pour with princes to their riot - B. Simmons "Stanzas to the Memory of Thomas Hood" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLVI, v.LVII, June 1845]
Distracting sound, and dust, and heat, and glare - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Who puts to shame her fable sisters' syren-fame - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Swarming through one mighty street - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
From all opposing points they meet - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
The crashing wheels and battling crowd - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
But storm and brawl and burst along - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
High-born Beauty shrined in glass - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
The meek cowslips still folded in sleep - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Meet Morning half way from the deep - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
A sparkle the far-coming splendour might fling - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
In bubbling thousands swept away - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
Linger'd at noon beneath trees dropping diamonds - B. Simmons "To a Caged Skylark, Regent's Circus, Piccadilly" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCV, v.LXIV, Sept. 1848]
To leave our dwindled summer day - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
A merry home amid the ruins pale - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
The exile mourning, to banishment returning - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
A wretch alone upon the lonely seas - B. Simmons "To Swallows on the Eve of Departure" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIV, v.LV, June 1844]
My casket's heap'd contents reversed - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
How died at once abstraction's air - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
My hurrying glance arrested fell - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
The star we watch'd in vanish'd vesper hours - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Within its pale sad air each angry feeling fades - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: To Livia" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
While some pale Seer interpreted their tones - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: Parting Precepts" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Shared our thousand harmonies - B. Simmons "Vanities in Verse: Letters of the Dead: Parting Precepts" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLI, v.LVII, Jan. 1845]
Has blown aside the gates where Pride dozed - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The slaves of sceptred fraud and fear - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
What scattered thoughts of yours were buried seeds - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
The black judicial formula devised by bloody thrones - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
Be it his Vestibule to hope, and light, and peace - B. Simmons "Westminster-Hall and the Works of Art, (on a Free Admission Day)" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXLIX, v.LVI, Nov. 1844]
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