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 ...
Unseal the city fountains, And let the waters flowIn coolness from the mountains Unto the plains below.My brain is parched and erring, The ...
What gay assemblage greets my wondering sight!What scene of splendor--conjured here to-night!What voices murmur, and what glances gleam!Sure 'tis some ...
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 ...
The wing of my spirit is broken, My day-star of hope has declined;For a month not a word have I spoken That's ...
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 ...
The shades of evening closed around The boundless prairies of the west,As, grouped in sadness on the ground, A band of pilgrims ...
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 ...
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 ...
The pride of all our chivalry, The name of Worth will stand,While throbs the pulse of liberty Within his native land:The wreath ...
"Man dieth and wasteth away, And where is he?"--Hark! from the skiesI hear a voice answer and say, "The spirit of man ...
From Cypress and from laurel boughs Are twined, in sorrow and in pride,The leaves that deck the mouldering brows Of those who ...
She left the port in gallant style, With sails and streamers full and free!I watched her course for many a mile Far ...
Wearies my love of my letters?Does she my silence command?Sunders she Love's rosy fettersAs though they were woven of sand?Tires ...
Let not a tear be shed! Of grief give not a token,Although the silver thread And golden bowl be broken!A warrior lived--a ...
To meet, and part, as we have met and parted, One moment cherished and the next forgot,To wear a smile when ...
Thou hast woven the spell that hath bound me, Through all the sad changes of years;And the smiles that I wore ...
My heart I gave you with my hand, In brighter days than these,In that down-trodden father-land Beyond the distant seas,Where you were ...
Wealth sought the bower of Beauty,Dressed like a modern beau:Just then Love, Health, and DutyTook up their hats to go.Wealth ...
Love can not be the aloe-tree, Whose bloom but once is seen;Go search the grove--the tree of love Is sure the evergreen:For ...
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 ...
Fare thee well, love!--We must sever!Nor for years, love; but for ever!We must meet no more--or onlyMeet as strangers--sad and ...
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