Holbain (Anne Batten Cristall Poems)
DOWN sunk the sun, nor shed one golden ray, But rising mists shut in the low'ring day: The tides o'erflown ...
DOWN sunk the sun, nor shed one golden ray, But rising mists shut in the low'ring day: The tides o'erflown ...
SONG I.WILD wing my notes, fierce passions urge the strain; Strong flame the fires that kindle in my soul; I ...
WANDERING in the still of eve, While songsters homeward cleave the air, With lively notes my voice I tun'd, To ...
WANDERING amid the horrors of the night, Musing, my sighs mix with the whistling wind, Dim watery shadows shroud my ...
WHILE joy re-animates the fields, And spring her odorous treasures yields; While love inspires the happy grove, And music breaks ...
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