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 ...
None will dwell in that cottage; for, they sayOppression reft it from an honest man,And that a curse clings to ...
ALONE in the forest, Sir Lancelot rodeO'er the neck of his courser the reins lightly flowedAnd beside hung his helmet, ...
SHE left the festival, for it seem'd dimNow that her eye no longer dwelt on him,And sought her chamber,--gazed, (then ...
THE sun is on the crowded street,It kindles those old towers;Where England's noblest memories meet,Of old historic hours.Vast, shadowy, dark, ...
DIVINEST art, the stars aboveWere fated on thy birth to shine;Oh, born of beauty and of love,What early poetry was ...
AND there the island lay, the waves aroundHad never known a storm; for the north windWas charm'd from coming, and ...
LIFE in its many shapes was there,The busy and the gay;Faces that seemed too young and fairTo ever know decay.Wealth, ...
HE stood by the river's sideA conqueror and a king,None match'd his step of prideAmid the armed ring.And a heavy ...
SHE is yet a child in years,Twelve springs are on her face,Yet in her slender form appearsThe woman's perfect grace.Her ...
LONG years have past since last I stoodAlone amid this mountain scene,Unlike the future which I dreamed,How like my future ...
HE stands within the silent square,That square of state, of gloom;A heavy weight is on the air,Which hangs as o'er ...
Alone, alone! — no other faceWears kindred smile, kindred line;And yet they say my mother's eyes.They say my father's brow, ...
The muffled drum rolled on the air,Warriors, with stately step, were there;On every arm was the black crape bound,Every carbine ...
WHY doth the maiden turn awayFrom voice so sweet, and words so dear?Why doth the maiden turn awayWhen love and ...
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