The Triumph Of Pleasure (Charlotte Dacre Poems)
"BEAUTY reclin'd beneath the shade; Blooming Health before her play'd; Her golden tresses kissed the wind. Meek Content, with placid ...
"BEAUTY reclin'd beneath the shade; Blooming Health before her play'd; Her golden tresses kissed the wind. Meek Content, with placid ...
"The winds whistled loud the bleak caverns among, The nightingale fearfully lower'd her song, The moon in dark vapors retir'd; ...
"SWEEP on, ye winds-congenial billows roar, As, lost, I wander on your dubious shore; In sad review each shudd'ring vision ...
"DEATH. Lady, lady, come with me, I am thy true friend; New and strange sights shalt thou see If thine ...
"AH! poor negro Sadi, what sorrows, what anguish Oppress the lone victim fate dooms for a slave! What eye or ...
"As I cross'd the desert wild, Not a star amid the gloom, Loud and harsh the tempest howl'd, Driving vapours ...
"ROSY Bacchus and Pallas once had an affray, Where neither would precedence yield; For each seem'd determin'd on gaining the ...
"HOW sadly, sweet seraph, I mourn that I never, I ne'er was so happy thee living to know! How sadly ...
"AH, mock not me! for you have never lov'd, Nor have you e'er, like me, its sorrows prov'd, Nor have ...
"As on a rock's stern brow entranc'd I lay, The deaf'ning surges bursting at my feet, Light Fancy at my ...
"SEE'ST thou yon lily in its blooming pride, Its snowy bosom op'ning to the view, Surcharg'd with gems of bright ...
"What hast thou done, oh! wretch despairing? Think with horror on thy crime; Deep remorse, thy bosom tearing, Ne'er must ...
"Oh! I shall ne'er forget thee, wretched wight! While memory holds forget thee shall I never; Thy conscious form, that ...
"OH, lovely youth! why seem thy cheeks so pale? Oh, lovely youth! why are thine eyes so hollow? Oh, live! ...
"Die my love-I'll not regret thee- Die, and me of hope bereave: If thou liv'st, what ills beset thee! Die, ...
"Say, where am I? Can you tell? Is my heart within my breast? Am I bound in magic spell, Or ...
"OVER the moor a lady fair Took her way so sadly; Her face was pale, her bosom bare, Sweet she ...
"AVAUNT thee, soft Eloquence, exquisite harm! Nor longer thy poison impart, Nor longer endeavour, thou dangerous charm, To lure Sensibility's ...
"SINCE to hope for true love is but folly, And woman's the plaything of man, My soul sinks in deep ...
"Ah! wo the hour when fancy held her sway, And reason came not with her radiance bright, When passion flam'd ...
"LONE in the desart rose his peaceful tomb; No sorrowing friend at morn or eve pass'd by; But when a ...
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