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 ...
To him whose soul is locked and bolted fast, By lust and guilt against the entrance there,Of heavenly light; whose soul ...
Give me thy heart, give me thy hand,Thy love, thy dower, thy goods, thy land;Give me o'er thee a free ...
Hast thou come back, my Shakspeare! bard, Who didst dethrone and drive away those others,From cold Parnassus, fate that seem'd too ...
Now lovely Vesper shows her lamp, In yonder slowly darkening sky;It is the hour, when musing here, I heave for thee the ...
Since Fate's tyrannical decree,Sweet friend, dissevers you and me,Now memory shall vanquish fate,And yield the bliss we knew so late.Yes, ...
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