The Last Banquet Of Antony And Cleopatra (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
Thy foes had girt thee with their dead array,O stately Alexandra! — yet the soundOf mirth and music, at the ...
Thy foes had girt thee with their dead array,O stately Alexandra! — yet the soundOf mirth and music, at the ...
'Twas at that season, when the gloomOf cheerless Winter's pass'd away,And flowers spring up, with sweet perfume,To scent the breeze ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
"FOR me, kind Heaven, a lovely Bride"Decked with your choicest gifts, provide!"In wisdom, virtue, beauty, grace,"All other Nymphs ...
OUT of the cloud that dimmed his sunset light,Into the unknown firmament withdrawnBeyond the mists and shadows of the night,We ...
Sweet days of breaking light,or yet the shadowy mightand blaze of starry strifepossess'd my life;sweet dawn of Beauty's day,first hint ...
I WAS a youth of studious mind, Fair Science was my mistress kind, And held me with attraction chemic; No ...
IA SWORD, whose blade has ne'er been wetWith blood, except of freedom's foes;That hope which, though its sun be set,Still ...
Still she was fair, although the bloom of youthHad yielded to the hectic of disease,And fever lighted up her brilliant ...
BY Summer's hand profusely drest,Here Nature in her gayest vest,Salutes th' attentive view;What graces this bright spot adorn!Here colours radiant ...
Angelic theme of ancient lays! By Doric hills, Athenian vales, The nations bound thy brows with bays And ...
DEAR suffering Friend, what anguish rends thy heart!Could Pity's voice but soothe thy pungent grief!Pierced with Affliction's keenest-pointed dart,What words ...
Of life's past woes, the fading traceHath given that aged patriarch's faceExpression, holy, deep, resign'd, The calm sublimity of mind.Years ...
AT last, coy Spring, concede one festal day To us who yearn thy beauty to behold; These pallid leaves, that ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
In vain, fair Maid, you ask in vain, My pen should try th' advent'rous strain, And following truth's unalter'd law, ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms Came sleeved in vapors and miasmal dew, Curling across the ...
The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats through unseen among us, -- visiting This various world with as inconstant ...
Forget not the field where they perish'd, The truest, the last of the brave, All gone -- and the bright ...
While History's Muse the memorial was keeping Of all that the dark hand of Destiny weaves, Beside her the Genius ...
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