Lines On The Death Of The Princess Charlotte (John Anster Poems)
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
Hast thou sailed on the summer seaWhen its bosom lies in light?And have the scenes of life to theeBeen as ...
Oh Fancy, hither bend thy flight,Hither steer thy car of light,Tho' its rainbow colours fleeEre they have shone a moment ...
Oh breathe not--breathe not--sure 'twas something holy--Earth hath no sounds like these--again it passesWith a wild, low voice, that slowly ...
Oh! if, as Arabs fancy, the traces on thy browWere symbols of thy future fate, and I could read them ...
Hail to thy hues! thou lovely flower,Still shed around thy soft perfume,Still smile amid the wint'ry hour,And boast even now ...
If I might chuse, where my tired limbs shall lieWhen my task here is done, the Oak's green crestShall rise ...
If I might choose, where my tired limbs shall lieWhen my task here is done, the Oak's green crestShall rise ...
Well! with what art we labour to deceiveOur hearts, and nurse vain phantasies of Hope,And swelling thoughts, that have no ...
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