Recollection (Laura Sophia Temple Poems)
An Elegiac Poem to the Memory of MARIA CATHARINETEMPLE.Steal on dark silent hour ! I love thy sway,Let others hail ...
An Elegiac Poem to the Memory of MARIA CATHARINETEMPLE.Steal on dark silent hour ! I love thy sway,Let others hail ...
Bright smiles the face of bucksome day,And merry bells their changes ring ;But who is he in trim so gay,Whose ...
The shades of the Night are now fading away,And Morn in her balmy effulgence is seen ;The lark pours his ...
Loud howl'd the tempest of a winter's night,And dying lamps dispens'd a twinkling light ;No friendly star illum'd the vault ...
Now died the Night-breeze on the winding shore,And Folly's babbling voice was heard no more ;Calm was the hour, all ...
Oh thou ! whose bland intoxicating smile,Darts o'er the gloomy barrenness of LifeIts lustrous day, making the desart bloom,E'en as ...
Ye mantling hues that paint the changeful sky,Ye opening flow'rs, of bright and varied die,Thou wak'ning breeze whose light and ...
"And Death with Nature's noblest worlds at strife,"Quench'd the fair star that smil'd upon his life.Now the hollow drum resounding, Fired ...
Ah ! lost one ! hide that tempting smile, And turn away that thrilling eye ;They only languish, to beguile, They only ...
When sun-beams bid the world adieu,And ev'ning gales their flight pursue,Slow o'er the heath I wind my way,To muse upon ...
Ah ! let me hear again that mellow strain,That dulcet trill, whose soft and lucid sweepSteals o'er my trembling soul ...
One morn in the soft month of MayTo the forest my steps I pursu'd ;Wild blossoms hung light on the ...
A PASTORAL.Fair Nature looks jocund, her features are gay, And ripe are the Roses of Love,The children of Summer blush wild ...
Night the Third, or NARCISSA.Oh ! mournful lyre ! whose soft, yet deep-toned strainsTremble like Zephyr o'er the list'ning plains ...
Fair Lady, why that sadden'd eye,And why that pale and quiv'ring lip ?But late I mark'd its vivid die,And thought ...
Where wanders the beautiful Maid of my soul ?Where lingers the fair one with tresses of jet ?Behold o'er the ...
When the fair Morning.Nature adorning, Chases the shadows of Night from the sky ;Oh what a pleasureFondly to treasure All the rich ...
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