An Address to Poetry (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The ...
I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The ...
A fairy ringDrawn in the crimson of a battle-plain —From whose weird circle every loathsome thing And sight and sound of ...
The ceremony must be foundthat will wed Desdemona to the huge Moor.It is not enoughto win the approval of the ...
WHAT are the Willows whispering in a row, Nodding their old heads o'er the river's edge? What does the West wind whisper ...
FAIR friend, you tread to your imperial goalThe gallery of Shakespeare's womanhood :Love-lost Ophelia, Egypt's varying mood,Pure Isabella, the relentless ...
Oh! was there ever tale of human loveWhich was not also tale of human tears?Died not sweet Desdemona? sorrowed notFair, ...
By the waters of Cam, as the shades were descending, A Fellow sat moaning his desolate lot; From his ...
HE.See the smoke-wreaths how they curl so lightly skywardFrom the ivied cottage nestled in the trees:Such a lovely spot-I really ...
Here in the inmost of the master's heartThis violet crisp with early dewHas come to leave her beauty and to ...
When Desdemona sang a ditty- In her last hours among the living- It wasn't love that she lamented, And not ...
Here in the inmost of the master's heart This violet crisp with early dew Has come to leave her beauty ...
I used to think a pot of ink Held magic in its fluid, And I would ply a pen when ...
If haply thou, O Desdemona Morn, Shouldst call along the curving sphere, "Remain, Dear Night, sweet Moor; nay, leave me ...
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