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 ...
The shades of the Night are now fading away,And Morn in her balmy effulgence is seen ;The lark pours his ...
Supposed to be written by the VICTIM of an ill-placed AFFECTION."Enchanted grounds o'er which I vacant stray'd,In bow'rs of fragrance ...
To the EVENING BREEZE.Go, wanton Breeze, to Cashmere's wavey groves,Whose wild, and tangled haunts, my fair one loves ;There gaily ...
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 ...
A PERSIAN TALE.The fable of the following little tale is taken from an ingenious and justly admired AuthorYe blooming Maids ...
"Yet Hope was once my parasite,"And flattered, and revelled, and ruined."Thou ask'st, my Friend, why starts th' unbidden tear, Why from ...
"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 ...
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 ...
What art thou calm ? Is all thy flutt'ring o'er ?Does Joy dilate, does Grief convulse no more ?Has Passion ...
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 ...
Lo ! at length the Morn appearingComes with faintly-dawning light,Quick I start, the summons hearing,From the fever'd dreams of night.Oh ...
Now, while the voice of Folly sleeps,While Fancy's wings are gaily plying, And o'er the plains and shadowy steepsThe gales of ...
Ye angry Winds on sweeping wingThat whistle on the snow-clad mountain,Thou wizard pow'r whose iron wandLocks up each wild and ...
Yes, she is fled ! for ever fled !(Ye throbs of madness spare my brain)Nor shoot thro' this confused headThe ...
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 ...
OF THE MORNING.Deepen thy blush, oh Rose of Spring !His richest musk let Zephyr fling ;And thro' the green voluptuous ...
Hark ! to the muttering blast of NightThat sweeps o'er the heath its ruffling wing ;Now does it rush o'er ...
I read of the gay smile of Love, I hear of its mischievous flame,But vainly my fancy has strove To believe in ...
When grey Eve steals along the Western sky,Musing I climb the headland's craggy steep ;Gaze on the bosom of the ...
You ask me, my heavenly Maid !Why my fancy is thus prone to wander, Why the vows that to you once ...
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