As When From Dreams Awaking (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
AS when from dreams awakingThe dim forms float awayWhose visioned smiles were makingOur darkness bright as day;We vainly strive, while ...
AS when from dreams awakingThe dim forms float awayWhose visioned smiles were makingOur darkness bright as day;We vainly strive, while ...
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, ...
SILENT old gateway! whose two columns stand Like simple monuments on either hand; No trellised iron-work, with pleasant view Of ...
RUINS! A charm is in the word: It makes us smile, it makes us sigh, 'Tis like the note of ...
I.MY lay is ended! closed the circling year, From Spring's first dawn to Winter's darkling night; The moan of sorrow, ...
I CANNOT love thee, tho' thy soul Be one which all good thoughts control; Altho' thy eyes be starry bright, ...
I.HERE, where the rain-drops may not fall, the sunshine doth not play, Where the unfelt and distant breeze in whispers ...
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 ...
I.OH! watch me; watch me still Thro' the long night's dreary hours, Uphold by thy firm will Worn Nature's sinking ...
I.COME o'er the green hills to the sunny sea! The boundless sea that washeth many lands, Where shells unknown to ...
Two beautiful and rosy babes are pictured here alone, Two infants of a noble race, as any near the throne:-- ...
THE captive pirate sate alone,Musing over triumphs gone,Gazing on the clear blue skyFrom his dungeon window high.Dreamingly he sate, and ...
I.THOU! whose impassion'd face The Painter loves to trace, Theme of the Sculptor's art and Poet's story-- How many a ...
OH! treasured thus by passion's slave, Dear relic of the bygone year; Say, what remains of her who gave? The ...
I.HUSH, moaning autumn wind! be still, be still! Thy grieving voice forbiddeth hearts to rest; We hear thee sweeping down ...
AS when from dreams awakingThe dim forms float awayWhose visioned smiles were makingOur darkness bright as day;We vainly strive, while ...
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