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 ...
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or ...
Full many a dreary hour have I past,My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercastWith heaviness; in seasons when I've thoughtNo ...
A HUNGARIAN LEGENDStibor had led in many a fight, And broken a score of swordsIn furious frays and bloody raids Against the ...
Dimly and dumbly under the ground,Groping the walls of their prison round,The roots of the aged and garrulous treesAre sending ...
Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry;For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye.Not like the formal crest ...
The dreams which early moments deck'd—Hope's sunny summer hours, are o'er;And my frail bark at last is wreck'dOn sullen reason's ...
AY, surely it is here that Love should come,And find, (if he may find on earth), a home;Here cast off ...
In olden time--in great Eliza's age,When rare Ben Jonson ruled the humorous stage,No play without its Prologue might appearTo earn ...
IGlobed in Heav'n's tree of azure, golden mellow As some round apple hungHigh in hesperian boughs, thou hangest yellow The branch-like mists ...
IThe shivering wind sits in the oaks, whose limbs,Twisted and tortured, nevermore are still;Grief and decay sit with it; they, ...
Before dawn,While the sea is still snow-white, you will set sail;The grip of the oars in your palms,And in your ...
You dweller in the dark cabin,To whom the watermelon is always purple,Whose garden is wind and moon,Of the two dreams, ...
The trees in Sherwood forest are old and good,--The grass beneath them now is dimly green;Are they deserted all? Is ...
IOn her great venture, Man,Earth gazes while her fingers dint the breastWhich is his well of strength, his home of ...
Death and I, On a hill so high, Stood side by side: And we saw below, ...
Osculo oris sui osculetur me.Christ, for whose only Love I keep me cleanAmong the palaces of Babylon,I would not Thou ...
God made the little boys for fun, for rough and tumble times of play;He made their little legs to run ...
Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
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