The Ruin And Its Flowers (Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems)
Sweets of the wild! that breathe and bloom, On this lone tow'r, this ivy'd wall;Lend to the gale a ...
Sweets of the wild! that breathe and bloom, On this lone tow'r, this ivy'd wall;Lend to the gale a ...
A WAIL was heard around the bed, the death-bed of the young,Amidst her tears the Funeral Chant a mournful mother ...
Son of the stranger! wouldst thou take O'er yon blue hills thy lonely way, To reach ...
Oh! enter not yon shadowy cave, Seek not the bright spars there,Though the whispering pines that o'er it wave, ...
A sound of woe in Salem! — mournful criesRose from her dwellings — youthful cheeks were pale,Tears flowing fast from ...
Wildly and mournfully the Indian drum On the deep hush of moonlight forests broke;"Sing us a death-song, for thine hour ...
There was music on the midnight;From a royal fane it roll'd,And a mighty bell, each pause between,Sternly and slowly toll'd.Strange ...
The night-wind shook the tapestry round an ancient palace-room,And torches, as it rose and fell, waved thro' the gorgeous gloom,And ...
Thou'rt gone!–thou'rt slumb'ring low, With the sounding seas above thee; It is but a restless wo, But a ...
The sun sets brightly — but a ruddier glowO'er Afric's heaven the flames of Carthage throw;Her walls have sunk, and ...
Rest pilgrim, rest!—thou'rt from the Syrian land,Thou'rt from the wild and wondrous east, I knowBy the long-withered palm-branch in thy ...
Ring, joyous chords!—ring out again!A swifter still, and a wilder strain!They are here—the fair face and the careless heart,And stars ...
He sat in silence on the ground, The old and haughty Czar;Lonely, tho' princes girt him round, And leaders of ...
Go to the forest-shade, Seek thou the well-known glade,Where, heavy with sweet dew, the violets lie, ...
Green wave the oak for ever o'er thy rest, Thou that beneath its crowning foliage sleepest,And, in the stillness of ...
Yes! I have seen the ancient oak On the dark deep water cast, And it was ...
She sat, where on each wind that sigh'd, The citron's breath went by,While the red gold of eventide Burn'd in ...
The Kaiser feasted in his hall, The red wine mantled high;Banners were trembling on the wall, To the peals of ...
Hast thou thro' Eden's wild-wood vales, pursued Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, Nor with attention's lifted eye, revered That modest stone, ...
Dark lowers our fate,And terrible the storm that gathers o'er us;But nothing, till that latest agonyWhich severs thee from nature, ...
Thou giv'st me flowers, thou giv'st me songs; bring backThe love that I have lost!WHAT wak'st thou, Spring? sweet voices ...
And slight, withal, may be the things which bringBack on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ...
Know ye not when our dead From sleep to battle sprung?—When the Persian charger's tread On their cowering ...
Come near!—ere yet the dustSoil the bright paleness of the settled brow,Look on your brother, and embrace him now, ...
These birds of Paradise but long to fleeBack to their native mansion. ~ Prophecy of Dante A Requiem! and ...
I made a mountain-brook my guide Thro' a wild Spanish glen,And wandered, on its grassy side, Far from the homes ...
Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God. ~ Luke, xii, ...
There was heard the sound of a coming foe,There was sent through Britain a bended Bow,And a voice was pour'd ...
There were thick leaves above me and around, And low sweet sighs like those of childhood's sleep,Amidst their dimness, and ...
Look on the white Alps round! If yet they gird a land Where freedom's voice and ...
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