Zamri. A fragment (John Anster Poems)
Hast thou sailed on the summer seaWhen its bosom lies in light?And have the scenes of life to theeBeen as ...
Hast thou sailed on the summer seaWhen its bosom lies in light?And have the scenes of life to theeBeen as ...
Oh, what a lovely silent spot!'Mid such a scene the eremite would hopeTo build his lowly cot,Just where with easy ...
The following lines were suggested by the circumstance of a boat, from the Faro Islands, stopping at Lerwick, on her ...
SEE, that thou sittest not to eat,Before thou first hast bless'd thy meat!Nor rise from thence, 'till thou hast givenDue ...
She cometh to the seaward shrine, A mother, with her children three; And they have made the holy sign, And they have dropped ...
'TIS now the fourth revolving age,Since Hellas bow'd beneath the rageOf Othman's stormy sway;Whose deep'ning gloom and horror spreadTill all ...
Sweet girl! though only once we met,That meeting I shall ne'er forget;And though we ne'er may meet again,Remembrance will thy ...
AFTER THAT SHAMEFUL IMPRISONMENT WHICH WAS THE RESULT OF HIS DEFEAT AT PAVIAI am once more a king!Wave forth my ...
"The exiled monarch slowly turn'd away;He could not bear to view those towers again,Which proudly glitter'd in the sun's last ...
Died at Astoria, New York, April 5th, 1860.Upon his suffering couch he lay, Whose noble form and mindThe stress of fourscore ...
Widow of the late ANSON G. PHELPS, Esq., died at New York, April24th, 1859, aged 74.When the good mother dieth, ...
LOUISATOEMMA,HER FRIEND IN THE EAST-INDIES.THEE EMMA , four slow-circling years have seenPress, with thy pensive foot, Savannas green;Seen thee, with ...
OF virtuous Agrippina's son,Who on proud Rome's imperial throne, Succeeds Tiberius dead;The muse with unfeign'd sorrow sings,And all-reluctant tunes ...
I.Time, thy name is sorrow, says the strickenHeart of life, laid waste with wasting flameEre the change of things and ...
O'ER Royal Charlotte's sacred bierLet Britain pour the grateful tear;Ah! why should be represtSuch tears as pious children pay,When parent ...
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! ...
The roses of Love glad the garden of life, Though nurtur'd 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew, Till Time crops the ...
Sweet girl! though only once we met, That meeting I shall ne'er forget; And though we ne'er may meet again, ...
1 A GREAT year and place; A harsh, discordant, natal scream out-sounding, to touch the mother's heart closer than any ...
I. Time, thy name is sorrow, says the stricken Heart of life, laid waste with wasting flame Ere the change ...
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...
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