An Hour Of Romance (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
There were thick leaves above me and around, And low sweet sighs like those of childhood's sleep,Amidst their dimness, and ...
There were thick leaves above me and around, And low sweet sighs like those of childhood's sleep,Amidst their dimness, and ...
I stood on the mountain summit, At the hour when the sun did set; I mark'd how it hung ...
Translated From The German of R?ckert.I STOOD upon the mountain Before the sun had set, And saw how o'er the ...
IDragon-fly lightingOn the temple-bell,Whose soul do you hearOn the Day of the Dead?The soul of my lover?Ah me, the plightingBetween ...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,-The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:Your eyes smile peace. The pasture ...
Yes, everything I'll give to you,And for myself just keepThe cloud there floating in the blue,The dragon-fly that leaps,The birches ...
By the clear green river,One afternoon in early autumn,A dragon-fly with crimson wings alitOn the white thigh of my belov?d;And, ...
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, ...
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
certain creatures it seems are never seen straight on - they occupy the corner of the eye once sensed (a ...
Joy from that in type we borrow, Which in life gives only sorrow. JOY. A DRAGON-FLY with beauteous wing Is ...
What was he doing, the great god Pan, Down in the reeds by the river? Spreading ruin and scattering ban, ...
It is full summer now, the heart of June; Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir Upon the upland meadow ...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court, A tributary prince of Devon, one Of that great Order of the ...
Rejoice in God, O ye Tongues; give the glory to the Lord, and the Lamb. Nations, and languages, and every ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, - The finger-points look through like rosy blooms: Your eyes smile ...
Life (priest and poet say) is but a dream; I wish no happier one than to be laid Beneath a ...
(To Eudora, after I had had certain dire adventures.) When Dragon-fly would fix his wings, When Snail would patch his ...
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