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 ...
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 ...
Oh! if, as Arabs fancy, the traces on thy browWere symbols of thy future fate, and I could read them ...
No lute's enchanting minstrelsy!No magic chords awake for me!For my music I demandFinger raised of moving hand;Bowing head, and lips ...
Seen through pure crystal the imprisoned sand,Without a murmur, counts its flowing hour;--The dial's shifting bar of shade;--the handOf the ...
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