A Voice From The Factories (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
WHEN fallen man from Paradise was driven, Forth to a world of labour, death, and care; Still, of his native ...
WHEN fallen man from Paradise was driven, Forth to a world of labour, death, and care; Still, of his native ...
I.WHAT shalt THOU know of Spring? A verdant crown Of young boughs waving o'er thy blooming head: White tufted Guelder-roses, ...
'TIS done--the night has pass'd away; And, basking in the sunny day, The laughing fountain's waters bear No record of ...
ON Dinan's walls the morning sunlight plays, Gilds the stern fortress with a crown of rays, Shines on the children's ...
SILENT old gateway! whose two columns stand Like simple monuments on either hand; No trellised iron-work, with pleasant view Of ...
I.OF all the joys that brighten suffering earth, What joy is welcomed like a new-born child? What life so wretched, ...
I.SHE came to England from the island clime Which lies beyond the far Atlantic wave; She died in early youth--before ...
RUINS! A charm is in the word: It makes us smile, it makes us sigh, 'Tis like the note of ...
AH! I remember when I was a girl How my hair naturally used to curl, And how my aunt four ...
I.MY lay is ended! closed the circling year, From Spring's first dawn to Winter's darkling night; The moan of sorrow, ...
NEVER again! When first that sentence fell From lips so loth the bitter truth to tell, Death seemed the balance ...
I WAS a laughing child, and gaily dweltWhere murmuring brooks, and dark blue rivers roll'd,And shadowy trees outspread their silent ...
I.IT was a Highland chieftain's son Gazed sadly from the hill: And they saw him shrink from the autumn wind, ...
IT is the twilight hour, The daylight toil is done, And the last rays are departing Of the cold and ...
O, FRIEND! whose heart the grave doth shroud from human joy or woe, Know'st thou who wanders by thy tomb, ...
SPIRIT! who over this our mortal Earth, Where nought hath birth Which imperfection doth not some way dim, Since Earth ...
A MOMENT since, he stood unmoved--alone; Courage and thought on his resolvēd brow; But hope is quivering in the broken ...
(Of my Brother's infant Son, February 21, 1839.)I.THERE is a sound of laughter light and gay, And hurried welcomes, as ...
I.HERE, where the rain-drops may not fall, the sunshine doth not play, Where the unfelt and distant breeze in whispers ...
SOUND not the Horn!--the guarded relic keep: A faithful sharer of its master's sleep: His life it gladden'd--to his life ...
I.IT is the music of her native land,-- The airs she used to love in happier days; The lute is ...
PEACE to their ashes! Far away they lie, Among their poor, beneath the equal sky. Among their poor, who blessed ...
FRIEND of old days, of suffering, storm, and strife, Patient and kind through many a wild appeal; In the arena ...
ONCE more, my harp! once more, although I thought Never to wake thy silent strings again, A wandering dream thy ...
Written on the occasion of the death of the infant daughter of Her Grace the Duchess of Sutherland. I.HARK, through ...
HOW Memory haunts us! When we fain would be Alone and free, Uninterrupted by his mournful words, Faint, indistinct, as ...
I.BY the rush of the Rhine's broad stream, Down whose rapid tide We sailed as in some sweet dream Sitting ...
OH! treasured thus by passion's slave, Dear relic of the bygone year; Say, what remains of her who gave? The ...
ROSY child, with forehead fair, Coral lip, and shining hair, In whose mirthful, clever eyes Such a world of gladness ...
PILGRIM, who toilest up life's weary steep, To reach the summit still with pleasure crowned;Born but to sigh and ...
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