Cards of Fortune (Eliza Acton Poems)
MANY a graven gem, besetWith gold, is worn as an amuletIn the far-off climes of the East,—a charmTo preserve the ...
MANY a graven gem, besetWith gold, is worn as an amuletIn the far-off climes of the East,—a charmTo preserve the ...
Oft have we parted Love! beforeWith prospects darkly shadow'd o'er,But never have we sunder'd yet,With such wild hopelessness as now,Since ...
The second, with a brow serenely calm,And eye of inspiration, is the child,The favour'd child of Song, and o'er his ...
When flow'rs o'er which the sun-light plays,In summer's bright, and glorious days,Have left each stem which bore their bloom,And made ...
Oh! I am weary of a world, where vice,Like the destroying canker-worm, doth windInto the bosom's core of those who ...
In Beauty's dwelling all things fair, And rich, to win her sweet smiles strove;But still young Beauty's only care ...
I am so weary, Love !—a chain,Whose ev'ry link is form'd of pain,Clings round me, like the serpent-coil,Whose graspings crush ...
Tis ev'ning now! —the vesper-starWith smiles of beauty glads the sky,And breathings from the light guitar,Are blending with the minstrel's ...
Come to my grave when I am gone,And bend a moment there alone;It will not cost thee much of painTo ...
Thou shalt know my love by his eagle-eye,And his lofty brow,Where in richness the dark curls clust'ring lieOn the forehead's ...
When the beautiful star of the West moves on,A lonely gem, through the fields of air;When the last faint flush ...
I have but left my pleasant homeAnd native vales, to die!—Ah wherefore did the wish to roam,So wildly o'er my ...
I turn from pleasures witching tone,Though sweet the syren-strain may beAnd wander silently, and lone,To think, my own best love! ...
Yes, thou art like the blasting breath,Of that wild desert wind,Which leaves, in its career of death,No living thing behind;Ne'er ...
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