Elizabeth Bath

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The aim of life is some way of living, as flexible and gentle as human nature; so that ambition may stoop to kindness, and philosophy to condor and humor. Neither prosperity nor empire nor heaven can be worth winning at the price of a virulent temper, bloody hands, an anguished spirit, and a vain hatred of the rest of the world.
George Santayana
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Elizabeth Bath (17721856) was an English poet, author of a collection of sixty-six poems published by subscription in 1806 in Bristol.


  • Forever seeking, never found,
    In this wide varied scene;
    Sole object of unceasing search,
    While in this low terrene.
    Yet vain the search, if in the heart
    Some lurking passion dwell;
    For this will hang with cypress wreath
    Retirement's secret cell.
    In vain the outward scene is calm,
    In vain the world we fly;
    If thou, in pure religion's garb,
    Thy friendly aid deny.
    • "Address to Happiness", from Poems, on Various Occasions (1806)
  • Why , alas! is life decreed
    Full of pain and full of sorrow?
    All uncertain as it is,
    Can we rest upon to-morrow?
    Why should blessings yet in store,
    Hold us still in expectation?
    Leading thro' succeeding sorrows,
    By some fond anticipation:
    'Tis to give a tender interest
    To the scenes in which we're moving:
    While those hopes so often blasted,
    Sensual pleasures are reproving.
    • "An Effusion", from Poems, on Various Occasions (1806)

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