The Troubadour. Canto 1 (Letitia Elizabeth Landon Poems)
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,--When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream,When your pillow is made of the ...
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,--When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream,When your pillow is made of the ...
WHY did she love her mother's so?It hath wrought her wondrous wo.Once she saw an armed knightIn the pale sepulchral ...
IT was a king in Africa,He had an only son;And none of Europe's crowned kingsCould have a dearer one.With good ...
LIFE in its many shapes was there,The busy and the gay;Faces that seemed too young and fairTo ever know decay.Wealth, ...
THEY fled,--for there was for the braveLeft only a dishonour'd grave.The day was lost; and his red handWas now upon ...
HE stood by the river's sideA conqueror and a king,None match'd his step of prideAmid the armed ring.And a heavy ...
THERE'S a white stone placed upon yonder tomb, Beneath is a soldier lying —The death-wound came, amid sword and plume, When banner ...
I PRAY thee lay me not to restAmong these mouldering bones;Too heavily the earth is prestBy all these crowded stones.Life ...
Alone, alone! — no other faceWears kindred smile, kindred line;And yet they say my mother's eyes.They say my father's brow, ...
GATHER her raven hair in one rich cluster,Let the white champac light it, as a starGives to the dusky night ...
HE sleeps, his head upon his sword,His soldier's cloak a shroud;His church-yard is the open field,--Three times it has been ...
I WISH for the days of the olden time,When the hours were told by the abbey chime,When the glorious stars ...
MARK you not yon sad procession;'Mid the ruin'd abbey's gloom,Hastening to the worm's possession,To the dark and silent tomb!See the ...
AND the night was dark and calm,There was not a breath of air,The leaves of the grove were still,As the ...
'Tis a strange mystery, the power of words!Life is in them, and death. A word can sendThe crimson colour hurrying ...
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