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 ...
FIRST FAIRY.MY home and haunt are in every leaf,Whose life is a summer day, bright and brief,--I live in the ...
DIVINEST art, the stars aboveWere fated on thy birth to shine;Oh, born of beauty and of love,What early poetry was ...
THEY fled,--for there was for the braveLeft only a dishonour'd grave.The day was lost; and his red handWas now upon ...
SHE is yet a child in years,Twelve springs are on her face,Yet in her slender form appearsThe woman's perfect grace.Her ...
Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreath'd hair, And gaze upon her smile; Seem as you drank the very air Her breath perfumed the while; And ...
GATHER her raven hair in one rich cluster,Let the white champac light it, as a starGives to the dusky night ...
I WISH for the days of the olden time,When the hours were told by the abbey chime,When the glorious stars ...
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