The Indian Lover. Morning Song. (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
"O'ER flowery fields of waving maize, The breeze of morning lightly plays; Arise, my Zumia! let us rove, The cool ...
"O'ER flowery fields of waving maize, The breeze of morning lightly plays; Arise, my Zumia! let us rove, The cool ...
"OH! bear me to the groves of palm, Where perfum'd airs diffuse their balm! And when the noon-tide beams invade, ...
Full-ripened on the bough,Pends the bright apple now,And the lees fall from out the unclouded wine.These memories that returnPour from ...
Come, thou queen of every creature, Nature calls thee to her arms ; Love sits gay on every feature, Teeming ...
I've swept o'er the mountain, the forest, and fell;I've play'd on the rock where the wild chamois dwell;I have track'd ...
----- Poet's art is ever able To endow with truth mere fable. ---- MIGNON. [This universally known poem is also ...
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
S. Patrick. You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
NOT unremembering we pass our exile from the starry ways: One timeless hour in time we caught from the long ...
NOW the rooftree of the midnight spreading, Buds in citron, green, and blue: From afar its mystic odours shedding, Child, ...
My OBERON, with ev'ry sprite "That gilds the vapours of the night, "Shall dance and weave the verdant ring "With ...
Now, o'er the tessellated pavement strew Fresh saffron, steep'd in essence of the rose, While down yon agate column gently ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
Perplexed and troubled at his bad success The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply, Discovered in his fraud, thrown ...
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