Edwin and Eltrada, a Legendary Tale (Helen Maria Williams Poems)
Where the pure Derwent's waters glide Along their mossy bed,Close by the river's verdant side, A castle rear'd its head.The antient pile ...
Where the pure Derwent's waters glide Along their mossy bed,Close by the river's verdant side, A castle rear'd its head.The antient pile ...
Character of ZAMOR , a bard—His passion for ACILOE , daughter of the Cazique who rules the valley—The Peruvian tribe ...
I. While envious crowds the summit view, Where Danger with Ambition strays; Or far, with anxious step, pursue Pale Av'rice, thro' his winding ways; The ...
I. Rise, winds of night! relentless tempests, rise! Rush from the troubled clouds, and o'er me roll! In this chill pause a deeper ...
The troops of ALMAGRO and ALPHONSO meet on the plain of CUZCO —. MANCO -CAPAC attacks them by nights—His army ...
PIZARRO takes possession of Cuzco—The fanaticism of VALVERDA , aSpanish priest—Its dreadful effects—A Peruvian priest put to the tor-ture—His Daughter's ...
The hollow winds of night no moreIn wild, unequal cadence pour,On musing fancy's wakeful ear,The groan of agony severeFrom yon ...
ALMAGRO'S expedition to Chili—His troops suffer great hardships from cold, in crossing the Andes—They reach Chili—The Chilians make a brave ...
FAIR OTAHEITE , fondly blest By him who long was doom'd to brave The fury of the Polar wave, That fiercely mounts the ...
The day is thine, the night also is thine; thou hast prepared thelight and the sun.Thou hast set all the ...
As roam'd a pilgrim o'er the mountain drear, On whose lone verge the foaming billows roar,The wail of hopeless sorrow pierc'd ...
I. Abash'd the rebel squadrons yield— MACBETH , the victor of the field, Exulting, past the blasted wild; And where his dark o'erhanging towers Frown ...
"Ah! pity all the pangs I feel, If pity e'er ye knew;—An aged father's wounds to heal, Through scenes of death I ...
In SENSIBILITY'S lov'd praise I tune my trembling reed,And seek to deck her shrine with bays, On which my heart must bleed!No ...
WHEN fading Autumn's latest hoursStrip the brown wood, and chill the flowers,--When evening, wint'ry, short, and pale,Expires in many a ...
ON HER SENDING MEENGLISH CHRISTMAS PLUMB-CAKE,AT PARIS. WHAT crowding thoughts around me wake,What marvels in a Christmas-cake!Ah say, what strange enchantment ...
SUBLIME Calbassia! luxuriant tree,How soft the gloom thy bright-hued foliage throws!While from thy pulp a healing balsam flows, Whose power the ...
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