A Scene In Italy And Switzerland (Mary Abel Clinckett Poems)
Suggested by a Dream.TRANSPORT me, Fancy, to those milder skies,Where "the whole year in gay confusion lies,"Where rich cascades in ...
Suggested by a Dream.TRANSPORT me, Fancy, to those milder skies,Where "the whole year in gay confusion lies,"Where rich cascades in ...
Oh thou ! whose bland intoxicating smile,Darts o'er the gloomy barrenness of LifeIts lustrous day, making the desart bloom,E'en as ...
(Written in her fifteenth year.)'T was evening - all was calm and silent, saveThe low hoarse dashing of the distant ...
Now the bitter pangs of hope deferredO'er us no longer reign,-But the very depths of our hearts are stirredWith a ...
THOU brightest queen of myriads bright, Again thy lustre dost renew!Again thou gild'st the brow of night, And thee again I'm spar'd ...
HOW general, Anger, is thy wild controul!How dost thou reign in every human soul!Yes, wayward nymph, at thy supreme command,Man ...
NOW silent Evening gently smiles around,And cooling dews refresh the thirsty ground,Departing Sol adorns the west afar,With gentle lustre shines ...
When presses hard my load of care, And other friends from me depart,I want a friend my grief to share, With faithful ...
WHAT means this silent, solitary gloom?All nature in her dishabille appears;Contracted flow'rets yield no sweet perfume,And ev'ry grove a dismal ...
Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong,Which asks no duties and no conscience?The moon goes up by leaps, ...
O SUMMER! hither bend thy cheerful way,Our clime shall gladly hail thy sway;O! come in all thy flowery pride,With rural ...
"Soft April sunshine sweetens all the world, Yes, even the county-town with smells of spring; And life is busy where ...
When I remark her golden hair Swoon on her glorious shoulders,I marvel not that sight so rare Doth ravish all ...
Tell me, Silvia, why the sigh,Heaves your bosom? why the tearSteals unbidden from your eye?Tell me what you wish or ...
my smallheaded pearshapedlady in gluey twilightmoving, suddenlyis three animals. Theminute waist continuallywith an African gestureutters a frivolous intense half ofGirl ...
When I remark her golden hair Swoon on her glorious shoulders, I marvel not that sight so rare Doth ravish ...
To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere -- And even when the Snow ...
Observe, my child, this pretty scene, And note the air of pleasure keen With which the widow's orphan boy Toots ...
Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong, Which asks no duties and no conscience? The moon goes up ...
POOR little child, my pretty boy, Why did the hunter mark thee out? Wert thou betrayed by thine own joy? ...
Say Bazonka every day That's what my grandma used to say It keeps at bay the Asian Flu' And both ...
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