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 ...
PART THE FIRST.IN THELMON'S breast contending passions rise, While, with resentment stung, he proudly flies; The harmonist divine, to madness ...
ARLA. THE pious sire of ARLA rear'd her youth Strongly to feel the great Creator's power; In her pure bosom ...
SONG I.WILD wing my notes, fierce passions urge the strain; Strong flame the fires that kindle in my soul; I ...
FLUSH'D, from my restless pillow I arose, To calm my thoughts, sad stranger to repose; Wandering through woods, by night's ...
WHERE Fancy paints with Nature's simplest hues, And music's soul-entrancing concords join, There shall my numbers hail the modest Muse, ...
WANDERING in the still of eve, While songsters homeward cleave the air, With lively notes my voice I tun'd, To ...
THROUGH spring-time walks, which flowers perfum'd, I chas'd a wild capricious fair, Where hyacinths and jonquils bloom'd, Chanting gay sonnets ...
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