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 ...
SONG I.WILD wing my notes, fierce passions urge the strain; Strong flame the fires that kindle in my soul; I ...
EYEZION.DAWN had not streak'd the spacious veil of night, When EYEZION, the light poet of the spring, Hied from his ...
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 amid the horrors of the night, Musing, my sighs mix with the whistling wind, Dim watery shadows shroud my ...
COME, let us dance and sing, While our spirits lightly wing; Youth's gay fantastic spring Wreathes the mystic bow'rs! Bend ...
WHILE joy re-animates the fields, And spring her odorous treasures yields; While love inspires the happy grove, And music breaks ...
BOTH gloomy and dark was the shadowy night, The leaden-surg'd ocean heav'd slowly each wave, Silence solemn as death succeeded ...
WANDER, my troubled soul, sigh 'mid the night thy pain, While from my cloud-hung brow stream showers of briny rain; ...
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