The Creole Girl; Or, The Physician’s Story (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
I.SHE came to England from the island clime Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave; She died in early youth--before ...
I.SHE came to England from the island clime Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave; She died in early youth--before ...
1660At last the long darkness of anarchy lifts, and the dawn o'er the grayIn rosy pulsation floods; the tremulous amber ...
Two shapes passed over the sobbing sea To land at Dunolly Bay; One passed at sunrise, one at noon Of ...
The Western sun, ere he sought his lair, Skimm'd the treetops, and ...
" Behold the mansion swift upreared for Jack: See the malt stored in many an ample sack. Mark how the ...
Oh, the wind from the desert blew in! — KhamsinThe wind from the desert blew in! It blew from the ...
Play that my knee was a calico mareSaddled and bridled for Bumpville;Leap to the back of this steed, if you ...
ALL peacefully gliding, The waters dividing,The indolent batteau moved slowly along, The rowers, light-hearted, From sorrow long parted,Beguiled the dull ...
(_At Hong-kong_)I was weary and slept on the Peak; The air clung close like a shroud,And ever the blue-fly's buzz ...
THOUGHT.A swift, successive chain of things,That flash, kaleidoscope-like, now in, now out,Now straight, now eddying in wild rings,No order, neither ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there;A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining chair;Some ...
All the rivers run into the sea.Like the pulsing of a river,The motion of a song,Wind the olden words alongThe ...
There is a memory stays upon old ships,A weightless cargo in the musty hold, --Of bright lagoons and prow-caressing lips,Of ...
BEYOND the realm of dull and slumberous Night I long have wandered with unwearied feet; The land where Poetry and ...
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
The heavenly bay, ringed round with cliffs and moors, Storm-stained ravines, and crags that lawns inlay, Soothes as with love ...
How this tart fable instructs And mocks! Here's the parody of that moral mousetrap Set in the proverbs stitched on ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
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