Peruvian Tales: Alzira, Tale II (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
PIZARRO lands with the Forces—His meeting with ATALIBA —Its un-happy consequences—ZORAI dies—ATALIBA imprisoned, and strangled—Despair of ALZIRA . Flush'd with impatient ...
PIZARRO lands with the Forces—His meeting with ATALIBA —Its un-happy consequences—ZORAI dies—ATALIBA imprisoned, and strangled—Despair of ALZIRA . Flush'd with impatient ...
I.Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring,And infant Winter laughed upon the landAll cloudlessly and cold;--when I, desiringMore in this ...
St. Patrick's DayI.WHAT a onion of hearts is the love of a motherWhen races of men in her name unite!For ...
Of Prometheus, how undaunted On Olympus' shining bastionsHis audacious foot he planted,Myths are told and songs are chanted, Full of promptings and ...
Lying listless in the mossesUnderneath a tree that tossesFlakes of sunshine, and embosses Its green shadow with the snow--Drowsy-eyed, I sink ...
Ocean, if you were to give, a measure, a ferment, a fruitof your gifts and destructions, into my hand,I would ...
I would never waste the hours Of the time that is mine own,Writing verses about flowers For their own sweet sakes alone;Gushing ...
Inserted In The Novel DelavalThen teach me, ah! teach me that pang to subdue,Which passion imposes, and reason disdains;Bid memory ...
HOW many colors here do we see set,Like rings upon God's finger? Some say three,Some four, some six, some seven. ...
Approaching now the end of his abode On earth, Consalvo lay; complaining once, Of his hard fate, but now quite ...
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
By night we linger'd on the lawn, For underfoot the herb was dry; And ...
THEY drew him from the darkened room,Where, swooning in a peace profound,Beneath a heavy fragrance drownedHer grey form glimmered in ...
Adieu! thou Yale! where youthful poets dwell,No more I linger by thy classic stream.Inglorious ease and sportive songs farewell!Thou startling ...
1 PROUD music of the storm! Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies! Strong hum of forest tree-tops! ...
By night we linger'd on the lawn, For underfoot the herb was dry; And genial warmth; and o'er the sky ...
Thinking of Caroline Herschel (1750-1848), astronomer, sister of William; and others. A woman in the shape of a monster a ...
Fibers, flesh. Electricity transudes through a sigh. Sun-bordered clouds migrate from your eyes to my core: swooshing of curtains, temples ...
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