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 ...
LYSANDER.THE sun had thrown its noontide ray Amid the flowers, and scorch'd the plains, Which panted for refreshing rains; While ...
EYEZION.DAWN had not streak'd the spacious veil of night, When EYEZION, the light poet of the spring, Hied from his ...
TRANSCENDENT beauty moulders 'midst the earth! Exquisite tints fleet with the morning dews! All nature teems with life, while blasting ...
FLUSH'D, from my restless pillow I arose, To calm my thoughts, sad stranger to repose; Wandering through woods, by night's ...
WANDERING amid the horrors of the night, Musing, my sighs mix with the whistling wind, Dim watery shadows shroud my ...
SAY, reverend man, why 'midst this stormy night Wander'st thou darkling, and expos'd, alone? Alas! I would assist thee, though ...
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; ...
Repeat, O, Muse! the virtuous song Of him, whose bosom knew no art; Whose native measures, wild and strong, Pour'd ...
THE balmy comforts that are fled To me no more return, Though Nature's sweets around are shed, Amid those sweets ...
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