The Troubadour. Canto 1 (Letitia Elizabeth Landon Poems)
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,--When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream,When your pillow is made of the ...
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,--When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream,When your pillow is made of the ...
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new;The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue;His large domains howe'er were not the cause,Nor ...
The succession of day and nightIs the architect of events.The succession of day and nightIs the fountain-head of life and ...
The Squire was none of your common men Whose ancestors nobody knows,But visible was his lineage In the lines of his Roman ...
Lying listless in the mossesUnderneath a tree that tossesFlakes of sunshine, and embosses Its green shadow with the snow--Drowsy-eyed, I sink ...
AND there the island lay, the waves aroundHad never known a storm; for the north windWas charm'd from coming, and ...
Ere ancient Thebes began on high to raiseHer crest of towers; ere rose the wondrous mazeOf column'd temples, palaces, and ...
I do remember well at KilcreaThe castle, and the friary, and bridge;And I remember better how I satHalf a long ...
I pray you this my song to takeNot scornfully, for Boyhood's sake;It is the last, until the dayWhen your kind ...
Beyond the gates of Hercules The seven builders took the stone, Spurned everywhere in days of ease, Long lying loose ...
For the past three days she had been wandering, and following.She followed the people.She followed the events.She seemed to be ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
LONG since, I lived beneath vast porticoes, By many ocean-sunsets tinged and fired, Where mighty pillars, in majestic rows, Seemed ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
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