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 ...
Methought beneath a Castle huge I stood,That seemed to grow out of a rock sublime,Through the dominion of its solitudeAugustly ...
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 ...
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 ...
Methought that in a Burial-groundOne still, sad vernal day,Upon a little daisied moundI in a slumber lay;While faintly through my ...
With laughter swimming in thine eye,That told youth's heartfelt revelry;And motion changeful as the wingOf swallow wakened by the spring;With ...
Sylph-like, and with a graceful pride,I saw the wild Louisa glideAlong the dance's glittering row,With footsteps soft as falling snow.On ...
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 ...
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