Written When The Mind Was Oppressed (Anne Batten Cristall Poems)
WANDERING amid the horrors of the night, Musing, my sighs mix with the whistling wind, Dim watery shadows shroud my ...
WANDERING amid the horrors of the night, Musing, my sighs mix with the whistling wind, Dim watery shadows shroud my ...
EVERY gentle breeze that's blowing is a tempter very knowing, For it penetrates my armor in its weakest, thinnest spot; ...
(_Venetian_) My gondola is a black sea-swan, And glides beneath the moon. Dark palaces beside me pass, Like visions ...
Four springtimes lost: and in the fifth we stand, here in this quiet hour of glory, still, while o'er the ...
GROWING old, and looking back Wistfully along his track, I have heard him try to tell, With a smile a ...
THROUGH spring-time walks, which flowers perfum'd, I chas'd a wild capricious fair, Where hyacinths and jonquils bloom'd, Chanting gay sonnets ...
The fairies, the fairies, the mischief-loving fairies, Have stolen my loved one, my darling, and my dear; With charms and ...
OH, what a garden it was, living gold, living green,Full of enchantments like spices embalming the air,There, where you fled ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
In sober mornings, do not thou rehearse The holy incantation of a verse; But when that men have both well ...
Here we securely live, and eat The cream of meat; And keep eternal fires, By which we sit, and do ...
Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere, On this sick youth work your enchantments here! Bind up ...
They hail me as one living, But don't they know That I have died of late years, Untombed although? I ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
All Greece hates the still eyes in the white face, the lustre as of olives where she stands, and the ...
Over and back, the long waves crawl and track the sand with foam; night darkens, and the sea takes on ...
There is menace in its relentless course, round and round, describing an ellipsoid, an airy prison in which a young ...
So it is the duty of the artist to discourage all traces of shame To extend all boundaries To fog ...
Hence, vain deluding Joys, ............The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bested ............Or fill the fixed mind ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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