The Maid Of Saxony; Or, Who’s The Traitor? – Act II (George Pope Morris Poems)
Scene I.Discovered. The stage represents a large apartment without the usual side-entrances. On the left hand is a row of long, old-fashioned ...
Scene I.Discovered. The stage represents a large apartment without the usual side-entrances. On the left hand is a row of long, old-fashioned ...
Two years have elapsed since the verse of S. W. Met your bright eyes like a fanciful gem;With that kind of ...
Nay, Mr. Simpson!--'Tis not kind--polite--To shut me out, sir?--I'm in such a fright!--I can not speak the lines, I'm sure!--Oh, ...
I've had the heart-ache many times,At the mere mention of a nameI've never woven in my rhymes,Though from it inspiration ...
I miss thee from my side, beloved, I miss thee from my side;And wearily and drearily Flows Time's resistless tide.The world, and ...
I clasp your hand in mine, Willie, And fancy I've the artTo see, while gazing in your face, What's passing in your ...
OLD Ironsides at anchor lay, In the harbor of Mahon;A dead calm rested on the bay — The waves to sleep had ...
I'm the Iron Needle-Woman! Wrought of sterner stuff than clay;And, unlike the drudges human, Never weary night or day;Never shedding tears of ...
Old Ironsides at anchor lay,In the harbor of Mahon;A dead calm rested on the bay--The waves to sleep had gone;When ...
Old Cotton is king, boys--aha! With his locks so fleecy and white!He shines among kings like a star! And his is the ...
UP, UP WITH THE SIGNAL!--The land is in sight!We'll be happy, if never again, boys, to-night!The cold cheerless ocean in ...
Two children of the olden time In Flora's primrose season,Were born. The name of one was Rhyme That of the other Reason.And both ...
Like flights of singing-birds went by The cheerful hours of girlhood's day, When, in my native bowers, Of simple buds and flowersThey wove ...
THIS book is all that 's left me now!Tears will unbidden start,-With faltering lip and throbbing browI press it to ...
I never have been false to thee!-- The heart I gave thee still is thine;Though thou hast been untrue to me, And ...
Up the Hudson!--Fleetly gliding To our haunts among the trees!Joy the gallant vessel guiding With a fresh and cheerful breeze!Wives and dear ...
In the ranks of Marion's band,Through morass and wooded land,Over beach of yellow sand, Mountain, plain, and valley,A southern maid, in ...
When Love in myrtle shades reposed,His bow and darts behind him slung;As dewey twilight round him closed,Lisette these numbers sung:"O ...
WilliamThe day is now dawning, love,Fled is the night--I go like the morning, love,Cheerful and bright.Then adieu, dearest Ellen:When evening ...
We were boys together,And never can forgetThe school-house near the heather,In childhood where we met;The humble home to memory dear,Its ...
The wind-harp has music it moans to the tree,And so has the shell that complains to the sea,The lark that ...
A merry life does the hunter lead! He wakes with the dawn of day;He whistles his dog--he mounts his steed, And scuds ...
Love thee, dearest?--Hear me.--NeverWill my fond vows be forgot!May I perish, and for ever,When, dear maid, I love thee not!Turn ...
After life's eventful mission, In her truthfulness and worth,Like a calm and gentle vision She has passed away from earth.Lovely she in ...
Where is now my peace of mind? Gone, alas! for evermore:Turn where'er I may, I find Thorns where roses bloomed before!O'er the ...
Joyous the carol that rings in the mountains,While the cleared vales are refreshed by the fountains--After the harvest the cheerful ...
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