Carisbrook Castle (Anne Hunter Poems)
QUEEN of inventive thought, thy dreamsHave mark'd the colour of my fate;Still lend thy lightly quivering beams,Guide me through wilds ...
Anne Hunter Poems on Sadness (17 Poems)
The Song At Maria’s Grave (Anne Hunter Poems)
PART ICOME, gentle maidens, gather round.Bring sprigs of rosemary and rue,Strew virgin lilies on the ground,And the wild rose embalm'd ...
La Douce Chimere (Anne Hunter Poems)
SWEET Fancy, let me sing thy praise,Thou kind companion of my days,Through infancy and youth;O let me, in a riper ...
Laura To Petrarch (Anne Hunter Poems)
O Friend too dearly lov'd, O name ador'd!My fancy's idol, and my reason's lord!In vain a powerful duty bids us ...
To The Memory Of A Lovely Infant, Written Seven Years After His Death. (Anne Hunter Poems)
STILL as the circling months successive climb,With ling'ring footsteps, up the steep of time,Bleak February frowns in his return,And crowns ...
To Mrs. Delainy, (Anne Hunter Poems)
UPON THE MARKS OF ROYAL BOUNTY WHICH SHERECEIVED AT A VERY ADVANCED AGE, AFTERTHE DEATH OF HER FRIEND THE DUCHESS ...
To A Friend On New Year’s Day (Anne Hunter Poems)
DEAR friend, for thee, through ev'ry changing year,Unchang'd affection draws the tie more near;Treasure most precious, dearest to the heart,Increas'd ...
To The Nightingale. (Anne Hunter Poems)
WHY from these shades, sweet bird of eve,Art thou to other regions wildly fled?Thy pensive song would oft my cares ...
Laura (Anne Hunter Poems)
O Power of fancy, from thy treasur'd storeOf past delights, which smile on earth no more,Give to my aching heart ...
Lelia (Anne Hunter Poems)
OR,THE MANIAC'S SONG. COME, ye wild winds, that round the welkin fly,Bear the sad Lelia on your wings of air,Then ...
Sonnet After The Death Of Laura (Anne Hunter Poems)
COME, tender thoughts, with twilight's pensive gloom,Come, tender thoughts, and sooth the soul of care,Soften remembrance, mitigate despair,And cast a ...
Remembrance (Anne Hunter Poems)
A SONG. WHILE I behold the moon's pale beam,Her light, perhaps, reflects on thee,As wand'ring near the silver stream,Thy sad ...
Song 7 (Anne Hunter Poems)
O'ER the lone heath I wander wild,Or sing beneath the hawthorn shade,While the soft breeze of ev'ning mildHovers around my ...
Song 8 (Anne Hunter Poems)
TO wander alone when the moon faintly beaming,With glimmering lustre darts through the dim shade,Where owls seek for covert, and ...
Song 10 (Anne Hunter Poems)
O Tuneful voice, I still deploreThose accents which, tho' heard no more,Still vibrate on my heart;In echo's cave I long ...
Song 14 (Anne Hunter Poems)
THE fatal moment I beheldThose eyes so fondly fix'd on me,Some magic sure my heart compell'dTo place its dearest hopes ...
The Dirge Of Amoret (Anne Hunter Poems)
WHY glide the hours so swift away,When love and fortune shine?Years seem'd but as a passing day,When Amoret was mine.Was ...