Frances Anne Kemble Poems on Beauty (17 Poems)
Verses On Rome (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
O Rome, tremendous! who, beholding thee, Shall not forget the bitterest private grief That e’er made havoc of one single life? O triple crowned, by glory, faith, and beauty! Thine is the tiara which thy priest … Continue reading
Arrival In Rome (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
Early in life, when hope seems prophecy, And strong desire can sometimes mould a fate, My dream was of thy shores, O Italy! Of thy blue deep, that even for a while Will not forsake its … Continue reading
The Siren’s Cave At Tivoli (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
As o’er the chasm I breathless hung, Thus from the depths the siren sung: “Down, down into the womb Of earth, the daylight’s tomb, Where the sun’s eyes Never may shine, Nor fair moon … Continue reading
‘Tis An Old Tale And Often Told (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
Are they indeed the bitterest tears we shed Those we let fall over the silent dead? Can our thoughts image forth no darker doom, Than that which wraps us in the peaceful tomb? Whom have ye … Continue reading
A Picture (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
Through the half-open’d casement stream’d the light Of the departing sun. The golden haze Of the red western sky fell warm and bright Into that chamber large and lone: the blaze Touch’d slantingly curtain and couch, … Continue reading
Farewell To Italy (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
Farewell awhile, beautiful Italy! My lonely bark is launched upon the sea That clasps thy shore, and the soft evening gale Breathes from thy coast, and fills my parting sail. Ere morning dawn, a colder breeze … Continue reading
Torre Nuovo (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
The water has flowed forth a year, Since, sitting by the fountain’s side, We looked into the basin clear, Where sparkles still the gushing tide, And watched the crystal current pour, During one bright enchanting … Continue reading
To Mrs. Henry Siddons (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
O lady! thou, who in the olden time Hadst been the star of many a poet’s dream! Thou, who unto a mind of mould sublime, Weddest the gentle graces that beseem Fair woman’s best! forgive the … Continue reading
Song. “The moment must come, when the hands that unite” (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
The moment must come, when the hands that unite In the firm clasp of friendship, will sever; When the eyes that have beamed o’er us brightly to-night, Will have ceased to shine o’er us, for ever. … Continue reading
To Mrs. Dulaney (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
What was thine errand here? Thy beauty was more exquisite than aught That from this marr?d earth Takes its imperfect birth. It was a radiant heavenly beauty, caught From some far higher sphere, And … Continue reading
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