Pocahontas (James Avis Bartley Poems)
Where yonder moss-grown ruin lonely stands,Which from the James, the Pilgrim may survey,Stretch alway forth its old, forsaken handsAs if ...
Where yonder moss-grown ruin lonely stands,Which from the James, the Pilgrim may survey,Stretch alway forth its old, forsaken handsAs if ...
Far to the wilds of rich Peru,Gonzalo came--of pallid hue,Strange in these Western lands of night,Where nought, save woman's eyes, ...
SCENE I.--A WOODED MOUNTAIN IN BLOOM--TIMESUNRISE--ENTER LOVER SOLUS.This is my fair resort, the Summer SunIs rising there, the ocean gleams ...
In ancient days, in old, immortal Rome,Where virtues, surnamed Roman, had their home;When Virtue triumphed over Vice, and threwAcross their ...
When smiling spring, an angel fair! Walks o'er the verdant plain,And breathes a soft and balmy air, From isles beyond the main:When ...
On beautiful Ohio when you sail,And view its banks, forever green and fair,And feel the falling sunlight, and the galeThat ...
Thy soil, Virginia! is all hallowed ground, Made such by steps of patriots; thy high fame,Alway unto our ears, a glorious ...
Dear Marian, thou art far away,And I'm disconsolate to-day, In sorrow sighing;My pleasant thoughts lie like the leaves,O'er whose cold heads ...
Hail, beauteous maiden, gentle spring! I see thee slowly move,On lowering wings, on yon green hill From yon blue fields above.Hail, beauteous ...
Last eve ere sleep had closed mine eyes, To me there came a dream,That when the saffron morn should rise O'er lovely ...
I love thee--oh! I love thee, With fervor, deep and wild,Thy beauty's charm most strangely, My spirit hath beguiled.I love thee--oh! I ...
Ah Eloquence! thou God-like power; That swayest the human heart,We still must call thee, rarest dower, In the high gift of Art;And ...
Take back those pledges, dearest maid, Which once I warmly gave,For then I dreamed I would be free, And nevermore thy slave.Yes! ...
The fairest of our village maids, Was blue-eyed Lilly May;Her brow was decked with golden curls, Her laugh was wild and gay:And ...
The other day I took a stroll, Just when the sun grew low,A down the Row of Quality, That gay and charming ...
I love thee, and my trembling lyre Will learn no other strain;I marvel if thy gentle heart Will ever cease disdain;I marvel ...
O Birdie! speak to me, Speak from thy silent grave;It doth not roll o'er thee, Death's dark and Stygian wave!Sweet! speak, I'm ...
Sweet rose! ere Ellen gathered thee From off thy parent stem,With hope to rival her sweet cheek, Thou wast a floral gem.But ...
O Lord, I kneel at mother's knee,And lift my trembling heart to thee.Send down thy grace, I meekly pray,To drive ...
And art thou proud, my darling love? Thus should it ever be;For beauty hath, the clearest right, Of sovereign majesty.Oh! art thou ...
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