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 ...
Why dost thou come at set of sun,Those pensive words to say?Why whip poor Will?--What has he done?And who is ...
"Love me!--No.--He never loved me!"Else he'd sooner die than stainOne so fond as he has proved meWith the hollow world's ...
Gushing from this living fountain,Music pours a falling strain,As the goddess of the mountainComes with all her sparkling train.From her ...
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 ...
O Love! the mischief thou hast done!Thou god of pleasure and of pain!--None can escape thee--yes there's one--All others find ...
Georgie, come home!--Life's tendrils cling about thee, Where'er thou art, by wayward fancy led.We miss thee, love!--Home is not home without ...
One balmy summer night, Mary, Just as the risen moonHad thrown aside her fleecy veil, We left the gay saloon;And in a ...
"Man dieth and wasteth away, And where is he?"--Hark! from the skiesI hear a voice answer and say, "The spirit of man ...
Twilight.Oh, boatman, haste!--The twilight hour Is closing gently o'er the lea!The sun, whose setting shuts the flower. Has looked his last upon ...
Oh, would that she were here,These hills and dales among,Where vocal groves are gayly mockedBy Echo's airy tongue:Where jocund nature ...
"Come, list to the lay of the olden time," A troubadour sang on a moonlit stream:"The scene is laid in a ...
When life looks drear and lonely, love, And pleasant fancies flee,Then will the Muses only, love, Bestow a thought on me!Mine is ...
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 ...
Pull away merrily--over the waters! Bend to your oars for the wood-tangled shore;We're off and afloat with earth's loveliest daughters, Worth all ...
When I was in my teens,I loved dear Margaretta:I know not what it means,I can not now forget her!That vision ...
I never have been false to thee!-- The heart I gave thee still is thine;Though thou hast been untrue to me, And ...
Members of an order Ancient as the earth;All within our border Realize its worth.Genial is the greeting That awaits us there,On the level ...
Ah, woman!--in this world of ours, What boon can be compared to thee?--How slow would drag life's weary hours,Though man's proud ...
The spring-time of love Is both happy and gay,For joy sprinkles blossoms And balm in our way;The sky, earth, and ocean, In beauty ...
'Twas night. Near the murmuring Saone, We met with no witnesses by,But such as resplendently shone In the blue-tinted vault of the sky:Your ...
Look from thy lattice, love-- Listen to me!The cool, balmy breeze Is abroad on the sea!The moon, like a queen, Roams her realms ...
My bark is out upon the sea-- The moon's above;Her light a presence seems to me Like woman's love.My native land I've ...
Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!--Where the rock threw back the billow Brighter than snow--Dwelt a maid, beloved ...
I'm much too young to marry, For I am only seventeen;Why think I, then, of Harry? What can it mean--what can it ...
The fountains serenade the flowers, Upon their silver lute--And, nestled in their leafy bowers, The forest-birds are mute:The bright and glittering hosts ...
The woods waved welcome in the breeze, When, many years ago,Lured by the songs of birds and bees, I sought the dell ...
I know that thou art mine, my love, I know that thou art fair;And lovelier than the orange-flowers That bind thy glossy ...
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 ...
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