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 ...
INTRODUCTION.If ye will walk amid the ancient wood,Ye will perceive the lordly oak o'erspreadThe slender shrubs, and shield them from ...
PART FIRST.Sweet Frankie lives in Elfindale;Where all the flowers are fair, and frail(Like her fair self,) a slender fairy,And like ...
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 ...
The sun descends along the glowing west,His bright rays quivering o'er Potomac's breast--And still he flashes, with his parting smile,And ...
On beautiful Ohio when you sail,And view its banks, forever green and fair,And feel the falling sunlight, and the galeThat ...
Oh, think not that the polished breast, Only, can feel the fire of love,Pure as the flames that brightly rest In bosoms ...
THE ANGEL-CHILD.A fairy land of grass and flowers, And of the greenest treesA land of singing brooks and springs, A land of ...
The water, see it, leaps from the mountain's high brow, Like a roll of smooth silver, and laughingly nowSee, it skips, ...
Thy soil, Virginia! is all hallowed ground, Made such by steps of patriots; thy high fame,Alway unto our ears, a glorious ...
The azure vault so far above,Arrayed in smiles of peace and love,Would sweetly seem the truth to prove-- "There is a ...
Give me thy heart, give me thy hand,Thy love, thy dower, thy goods, thy land;Give me o'er thee a free ...
The wintry days have come once more, The birds are still, the sweet flowers dead,And faint winds sigh a wailing song O'er ...
I dreamed last night, my lady-love, A dear, delicious dream;'Twas not in bower or blooming grove, Nor by the sylvan stream.'Twas in ...
There comes a time for flowers to fade, and light to die in gloom,There is a time for mortal bliss ...
O! radiant spirit, bright Poesy, whereIs thy dwelling, thou seraph of beauty, so fairIn the rainbow thou laughest at sweet ...
Now, Mary fair, the Spring has come, Back to our fairyland,And buds begin to breathe perfume, The breeze blows sweet and bland;The ...
How sombre is the gloom! I see no beam of star,Gleam o'er the garden's bloom, Or silent wood afar;So dark the thoughts ...
We meet with smiles, we part in tears; This is our earthly lot,We cannot find a place on earth, Where friends have ...
With none to share my ship with me,A wand'rer o'er life's stormy sea,One brilliant star, like lamp of love,Smiles calmly ...
They do not--nay, they cannot die; They go to dwell in Heaven;Where God a free and full supply Of purest joys hath ...
I love thee, and my trembling lyre Will learn no other strain;I marvel if thy gentle heart Will ever cease disdain;I marvel ...
Old homestead! old homestead! what feelings arise!As now the old homestead greets kindly our eyes;Old homestead, where oft we were ...
I loved her; and beneath the moon,We met among the flowers of June;I gave her my all, my love's rich ...
Ellen, my heart is not yet thine, And still I can but sigh,Whene'er I view thy semblance shine In Memory's mirror nigh.Thy ...
Strangely sweet, and softly clear, With pure and starry beams,Reposing there, and moving here; The face I see in dreams.Oh! lovely is ...
Now lovely Vesper shows her lamp, In yonder slowly darkening sky;It is the hour, when musing here, I heave for thee the ...
I loved thee in my happy youth, When I was free from guile,And I have kept that early truth, And wear as ...
The Sabbath morn! How beautiful, How peaceful and how blest;An Angel's whisper seems to lull The weary world to rest.Hark! how the ...
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