The Children’s Dance (John Wilson Poems)
How calm and beautiful the frosty nightHas stolen unnoticed like the hush of sleepO'er Grassmere-vale! Beneath the mellowing lightHow sinks ...
How calm and beautiful the frosty nightHas stolen unnoticed like the hush of sleepO'er Grassmere-vale! Beneath the mellowing lightHow sinks ...
Magnificent Creature! so stately and bright!In the pride of thy spirit pursuing thy flight;For what hath the child of the ...
It is upon the Sabbath-day, at rising of the sun,That to Glenmore's black forest-side a Shepherdess hath gone,From eagle and ...
Stranger! this lonely glen in ancient timesWas named the glen of blood; nor Christian feetBy night or day, from these ...
It was not when the sun through the glittering sky,In summer's joyful majesty,Looked from his cloudless height;-It was not when ...
'MID the august and never-dying lightOf constellated spirits, who have gain'dA throne in heaven, by power of heavenly acts,And leave ...
Ere Margaret was three months old,Her father laid her in the mould!Poor Babe! her fleeting visit hereWas marked by many ...
Far in the heart of Island-solitudeOur tent was pitched, beneath a grove of oaks.A scene more solemn never hermit choseFor ...
Gentle as dew, a summer showerIn beauty bathed tree, herb, and flower,And told the stream to murmur onWith quicker dance ...
Is this the lake, the cradle of the storms,Where silence never tames the mountain-roar,Where poets fear their self-created forms,Or, sunk ...
There is a lake hid far among the hills,That raves around the throne of solitude,Not fed by gentle streams, or ...
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