To The Beloved (James Avis Bartley Poems)
I dream of thee, beloved one, When the moon comes o'er the sea,And hangs her horns of silver, In yonder forest tree!I ...
I dream of thee, beloved one, When the moon comes o'er the sea,And hangs her horns of silver, In yonder forest tree!I ...
Oh! may the brightest smiles of heaven That beam on men below,Still shine upon sweet Mary's path, Wherever she may go.May Angels, ...
The flowers you gave, dear girl, will fade, Nor shun the common lot, to die;The thoughts they spoke, still undecayed, Shall bloom ...
Sweet love! and wast thou angry then, And did a lovely frown,O'ershade that brow of whitest pearl, That cheek of softest down?Nay, ...
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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