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 ...
'OH! hide me from the sun! I loath the sight!I cannot bear his bright, obtrusive ray:Nought is so dreadful to ...
YE blooming youth, possest of every grace,Which can delight the eye, or please the ear,Who boast a polish'd mind and ...
YON coward, with the streaming hair,And visage, madden'd to despair,With step convuls'd, unsettled eye,And bosom lab'ring with a sigh,Is Guilt! ...
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 ...
To A. R. C.AS, musing, late I sat reclin'd,And waking dreams absorb'd my mind,A damsel came, of various dyes,Like painted ...
Forlornly I wander, forlornly I sigh, And droop my head sadly, I cannot tell why: When the first breeze of morning blows ...
_On reading in Savary's Travels the death of Ali Bey, who, it isthere represented, in the midst of enlightened and ...
_On the Death of Herbert Southey: addressed to his Father_. --------Knowing the nature of thy grief,Too deep, too recent for relief,Oh! ...
AWAKE, O Gratitude! nor let the tearsOf selfish Sorrow smother up thy voice,When it should speak of a departed friend.A ...
YE holy women, say! will ye acceptThe passing tribute of a humble friend?Stranger indeed to you and to your faith,But ...
Dear boy, when you meet with a rose, Admire you the thorns very much? Or like you to play with a ball, When ...
To MRS. A.An Hour was before me, no creature more bright,More airy, more joyous, e'er sprang on my sight.To catch ...
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 ...
WRITTEN EARLIER. Adieu to old England! adieu to my friends! Though fortune and fame I pursue, On thus looking around me, I cannot ...
THE ARTISAN.This twilight gloom. This lone retreat--This silence to my soul is sweet!Awhile escap'd from toil and strife,And all the ...
LINES_Sent to a Brother on his leaving England_.May 2, 1816. --------FANCIFUL BOUQUET. --------_Hopes_ all glowing, _Wishes_ rare, _Blessings_ mixed with many a _Prayer_,Flowers ...
SET TO MUSIC BY MR. WALSH. I ponder many a silent hour, On friends belov'd when far at sea, And, tell me, have ...
ON RECEIVING FROM HER A FEW FLOWERS OUT OF A BOUQUET, FROM MELCHBOURNE,1807. Hail! sweet Louisa! o'er these votive flow'rs Friendship and ...
HAIL, melancholy sage! whose thoughtful eye,Shrunk from the mere spectator's careless gaze,And, in retirement sought the social smile,The heart-endearing aspect, ...
A lov'd companion, chosen friend,Does at this hour depart,Whom the dear name of father bindsStill closer to my heart.On him ...
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