Morphosis

O Poverty! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mien, of every charm bereft, Thy brow, that Hope's last traces long have left...

The River Itchen is a river in Hampshire, England. It flows from mid-Hampshire to join with Southampton Water below the Itchen Bridge in...

And whilst I'm pausing: is there a word in the English language to describe the -- I think, rather charming -- occasional appearance of ...

A pause, and reminder. I'm not reading the original Fourteen Sonnets version of Bowles's collection, because that's not the edit...

Clydsdale, as thy romantick vales I leave, And bid farewell to each retiring hill, Where musing fancy seems to linger still, Tracing the...

The seventh sonnet is not about a named place, but rather a time of day. Evening! as slow thy placid shades descend, Veiling with gentles...

O Tweed! a stranger, that with wand’ring feet O'er hill and dale has journeyed many a mile, (If so his weary thoughts he might beguil...