The Lay Of Marie – Canto First (Matilda Betham Poems)
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
Some, fearing Marie's tale was o'er, Lamented that they heard no more; While Brehan, from her broken lay, Portended what she yet might ...
"Careless alike who went or came, I seldom ask'd the stranger's name, When such a being came in view As eagerly the question ...
Low, heavy clouds are hanging on the hills, And half-impatient of the sun's approach, Shake sullenly their cold and languid wings! Oh! it ...
WHEN Britain many chiefs obey'd,And seven Saxon princes sway'd,The Mercian monarch, fam'd afar,In peace respected, fear'd in war,Favour'd by heav'n ...
BEFORE the fair Aurora spreadHer azure mantle o'er the skies,While sleep its pleasing influence shed,On grateful mortals weary eyes.Emerg'd from ...
"Arrest thy steps! On these sad plains, Fair dame, no farther go! But listen to the martial strains, Whose wildness speaks of woe! Hark! ...
_Written jointly with a particular Friend, after a conversationsimilar to the subject, with the Damon of the Story_. --------Believing love was ...
A Pilgrim weary, toil-subdued, I reach'd a country, strange and rude, And trembled, lest approaching eve My hope of shelter might deceive; When I ...
"Come, mournful lute! dear echo of my woe! No stranger's tread in this lone spot I fear, Sweeter thy notes in such ...
WHO DIED JAN. 21, 1800. Sweet is the voice of Friendship to the ear, Sweet is Affection's mildly-beaming eye, Sweet the applause which ...
LINES._Written for a Young Gentleman to speak at the Audit at St. Saviour'sSchool, Southwark, after the Battle of Trafalgar_. --------While others, ...
Enchantress! whose transcendant pow'rs, With ease, the massy fabric raise;-- Beneath whose sway the tempest low'rs, Or lucid stream meaend'ring plays;-- Accept the tribute ...
_On the Death of Herbert Southey: addressed to his Father_. --------Knowing the nature of thy grief,Too deep, too recent for relief,Oh! ...
Yes! I can suffer, sink with pain,With anguish I can ill sustain;Till not a hope has strength to spring,Till scarce ...
Lucy, I think not of thy beauty, I praise not each peculiar grace; To see thee in the path of duty, And with ...
FAIR village nymph, ah! may I meetThy pleasing form where'er I stray!With open air and converse sweet,Still cheer my undiscover'd ...
SET TO MUSIC BY MR. VOIGHT. What do I love? A polish'd mind, A temper cheerful, meek, and kind; A graceful air, unsway'd ...
TO THE HETMAN, PLATOFF. --------O ancient warrior! as we hail thee, And behold thy cordial smile,We hope that greetings ne'er may fail ...
SONNET. I am unskill'd in speech: my tongue is slowThe graceful courtesies of life to pay;To deck kind meanings up in ...
ALL' AMICA.And didst thou think that worldly artWould mould anew this shrinking heart?No! as a bird, by storms opprest,Is sheltered ...
NOW I've painted these flowers, say what can I do,To render them worthy acceptance from you?I know of no sybil, ...
_To the late Lady Rouse Boughton_.'Tis said, that jealous of a name We all would praise confine,And choke the leading path ...
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