Edwin and Eltrada, a Legendary Tale (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
Where the pure Derwent's waters glide Along their mossy bed,Close by the river's verdant side, A castle rear'd its head.The antient pile ...
Where the pure Derwent's waters glide Along their mossy bed,Close by the river's verdant side, A castle rear'd its head.The antient pile ...
Character of ZAMOR , a bard—His passion for ACILOE , daughter of the Cazique who rules the valley—The Peruvian tribe ...
I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The ...
PIZARRO takes possession of Cuzco—The fanaticism of VALVERDA , aSpanish priest—Its dreadful effects—A Peruvian priest put to the tor-ture—His Daughter's ...
I.As wand'ring late on Albion's shoreThat chains the rude tempestuous deep,I heard the hollow surges roarAnd vainly beat her guardian ...
The hollow winds of night no moreIn wild, unequal cadence pour,On musing fancy's wakeful ear,The groan of agony severeFrom yon ...
ALMAGRO'S expedition to Chili—His troops suffer great hardships from cold, in crossing the Andes—They reach Chili—The Chilians make a brave ...
Whether dispensing hope, and easeTo the pale victim of disease,Or in the social crowd you sit,And charm the group with ...
FAIR OTAHEITE , fondly blest By him who long was doom'd to brave The fury of the Polar wave, That fiercely mounts the ...
The day is thine, the night also is thine; thou hast prepared thelight and the sun.Thou hast set all the ...
As roam'd a pilgrim o'er the mountain drear, On whose lone verge the foaming billows roar,The wail of hopeless sorrow pierc'd ...
Description of Peru, and of its Productions—Virtues of the People;and of their Monarch, ATALIBA —His love for ALZIRA —Their Nup-tials ...
PIZARRO lands with the Forces—His meeting with ATALIBA —Its un-happy consequences—ZORAI dies—ATALIBA imprisoned, and strangled—Despair of ALZIRA . Flush'd with impatient ...
"Ah! pity all the pangs I feel, If pity e'er ye knew;—An aged father's wounds to heal, Through scenes of death I ...
ADDRESSEDTO MY NEPHEWATHANASE C. L. COQUEREL,ON HIS WEDDING DAY, 1819.CHILD of my heart! while others hailThis festive morn, when joys ...
In SENSIBILITY'S lov'd praise I tune my trembling reed,And seek to deck her shrine with bays, On which my heart must bleed!No ...
WHILE o'er the Alpine cliffs I musing stray'd, And gaz'd on nature, in her charms severe,The last soft beam of parting ...
I. Pale moon! thy mild benignant lightMay glad some other captive's sight;Bright'ning the gloomy objects nigh,Thy beams a lenient thought supply:But, ...
WHICH ESCAPED FROM THE WRITER'S HAND, AND FAL-LING DOWN THE AREA OF A HOUSE, COULD NOTBE FOUND.MISTAKEN Bird, ah whither ...
AN INFANT, ON HISFIRST NEW-YEAR'S DAY, 1821.I.DEAR Babe, soft object of my care,Unseen, for whom I pour my pray'r;Unknown, yet ...
HERE rests the image of a friend,-- Thine, cherish'd BIBI , thine!Oft to this spot our steps we'll bend, And call it ...
I.No riches from his scanty storeMy lover could impart;He gave a meant his love.III.But now for me, in search of ...
While thee I seek, protecting Power!Be my vain wishes still'd;And may this consecrated hourWith better hopes be fill'd.Thy love the ...
ADDRESSED BY M. D----, A YOUNG MAN OF TWENTY-FOUR YEARS OF AGE, THE NIGHT BEFORE HISEXECUTION, TO A YOUNG LADY ...
O, ever skilled to wear the form we love!To bid the shapes of fear and grief depart; Come, gentle Hope! with ...
The glitt'ring colours of the day are fled;Come, melancholy orb! that dwell'st with night, Come! and o'er earth thy wand'ring lustre ...
AH , Love! ere yet I knew thy fatal power,Bright glow'd the colour of my youthful days,As on the sultry ...
PALE disappointment! at thy freezing nameChill fears in every shiv'ring vein I prove;My sinking pulse almost forgets to move, And life ...
Author of "The Oriental Memoirs," WHO ASKED FOR SOME LINES OF MY HAND-WRITINGON LEAVING FRANCE, AFTER HISCAPTIVITY AT VERDUN. WHEN sever'd ...
Siddons! the Muse, for many a joy refin'd,Feelings which ever seem too swiftly fled—For those delicious tears she loves to ...
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