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! ...
AH me! the yellow western sky turns pale,And leaves the cheerless sons of earth to mourn;And yet I hear not ...
ELEGY ON EDWARD BETHAM,_Lost in the Duchess of Gordon East Indiaman, off the Cape of Good Hope_. --------Lovely as are the ...
"Come, mournful lute! dear echo of my woe! No stranger's tread in this lone spot I fear, Sweeter thy notes in such ...
'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 ...
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, ...
Forlornly I wander, forlornly I sigh, And droop my head sadly, I cannot tell why: When the first breeze of morning blows ...
_On the Death of Herbert Southey: addressed to his Father_. --------Knowing the nature of thy grief,Too deep, too recent for relief,Oh! ...
_On the Death of Master Frederic Thomson_.1810. --------In the first dawn of youth I much admireThe lively boy of ruddy countenance,Strong-built, ...
AT an open window sitting,On this day of mirth and glee,'Cross a flow'ry vista flitting,Many passing forms I see.Ah! lovely ...
Before a rose is fully blown, The outward leaves announce decay; So, ere the spring of Youth is flown, Its tiny pleasures die ...
"And beats my heart again with joy! And dances now my spirit light! The skiff that holds my darling boy This moment burst ...
YE holy women, say! will ye acceptThe passing tribute of a humble friend?Stranger indeed to you and to your faith,But ...
I wander'd forth amid the flow'rs, And careless sipp'd the morning air; Nor hail'd the angel-winged hours, Nor saw that Happiness was there! Alas! ...
VALENTINE_FROM A YOUNG LADY TO HER MOTHER._Hope has her emblem, so has Love, But I have vainly soughtFor one, that might ...
See yon tall stripling! how he droops forlorn! How slow his pace! how spiritless his eye! Like a dark cloud in summer's ...
SET TO MUSIC BY MR. A. PETTIT, OF NORWICH. Once more then farewell! and whilst I'm away, Oh! let not another entangle ...
TO THE HON. LADY J----,_With the Picture of her Grand-daughter, the present Lady Petre._1813.Behold the semblance of thy flower! I could ...
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