Upon A Branch Of Flowering Acacia (Frances Anne Kemble Poems)
The blossoms hang again upon the tree, As when with their sweet breath they greeted me Against my ...
The blossoms hang again upon the tree, As when with their sweet breath they greeted me Against my ...
Whene'er those forms arise before my sight, E'en as from hideous visions of the night, I cover up ...
Through the half-open'd casement stream'd the light Of the departing sun. The golden haze Of the red western ...
The water has flowed forth a year, Since, sitting by the fountain's side, We looked into the basin ...
O lady! thou, who in the olden time Hadst been the star of many a poet's dream! Thou, ...
Why art thou weeping Over the happy, happy dead, Who are gone away, From this life of ...
SUGGESTED BY SIR THOMAS LAWRENCE OBSERVING THAT WE NEVER DREAM OF OURSELVES YOUNGER THAN WE ARE.Not in our dreams, not ...
Life wanes, and the bright sunlight of our youth Sets o'er the mountain-tops, where once Hope stood. O ...
I would I knew the lady of thy heart! She whom thou lov'st, perchance, as I love thee. ...
A maiden meek, with solemn, steadfast eyes, Full of eternal constancy and faith, And smiling lips, through whose ...
Better trust all and be deceived,And weep that trust and that deceiving,Than doubt one heart that, if believed,Had blessed one's ...
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