To the Wild Heath-flow’r (Eliza Acton Poems)
There be sweet wreaths upon the brow of spring,Thornless, as those which bloom in Paradise,And fresh as Love's first feelings,—bright, ...
Eliza Acton Poems on Dreams (6 Poems)
The soldier’s bride to her husband, after his escape from imminent danger (Eliza Acton Poems)
I tremble at thy peril past!It shakes me, like some fearful dream,In horror's mould of madness cast,To chill the warm ...
Twilight (Eliza Acton Poems)
The hour when Fancy, and Remembrance, weaveTheir fairest tissue of enchanted dreams. Twilight! still season of deep communings,And holiest hopes, ...
Stanzas – (Eliza Acton Poems)
I love in loneliness to stand afar,When lingering twilight gently rests around;And night is flinging from her "ebon car"O'er earth, ...
To* * * * * (Eliza Acton Poems)
How sacred is the lightest thing Which wakes a thought of thee !—The wild-flow'r's lonely blossoming;The young spring-zephyr's laden ...
Song.. (Eliza Acton Poems)
Let me sit in the twilight hour alone,And muse on the lov'd ones far away,Till my heart hath taken the ...