Lines On The Death Of The Princess Charlotte (John Anster Poems)
Weep!--for the wrath of God is over us!Weep!--for his arm is lifted to destroy!Famine hath thinned the land! in Autumn's ...
John Anster Poems on Flowers (9 Poems)
Solitude (John Anster Poems)
Oh, what a lovely silent spot!'Mid such a scene the eremite would hopeTo build his lowly cot,Just where with easy ...
Matilda (John Anster Poems)
Scene.--A Terrace overlooking the Garden of a Convent--Matilda and Bertha in conversation.Matilda.Oh! think not that I mourn the lonely doomThat ...
The Poet’s Haunt (John Anster Poems)
'Tis beautiful indeed--thro' parted boughsTo see the moving clouds darken the sky,To mark their many--shifting forms, and tints,As slow they ...
“Mark Ye Well The Blood–Red Rose.” (John Anster Poems)
Mark ye well the blood--red Rose,Matin hour, her hood unclose,Ye shall in her blushing faceThe weeping dews of midnight trace.Such ...
The Everlasting Rose (John Anster Poems)
Hail to thy hues! thou lovely flower,Still shed around thy soft perfume,Still smile amid the wint'ry hour,And boast even now ...
The Harp. Addressed To Clara (John Anster Poems)
Clara, hast thou not often seen, and smiled,A rosy child,Deeming that none were near,Touch, with a trembling hand,Some fine--toned instrument,Then ...
Sonnet. “If I might chuse, where my tired limbs shall lie” (John Anster Poems)
If I might chuse, where my tired limbs shall lieWhen my task here is done, the Oak's green crestShall rise ...
“If I Might Choose,” (John Anster Poems)
If I might choose, where my tired limbs shall lieWhen my task here is done, the Oak's green crestShall rise ...