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 ...
He is come from the land of the sword and shrine,From the sainted battles of Palestine;The snow plumes wave o'er ...
SHE was just risen from her bended knee,But yet peace seem'd not with her piety;For there was paleness upon her ...
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 ...
THERE'S a white stone placed upon yonder tomb, Beneath is a soldier lying —The death-wound came, amid sword and plume, When banner ...
OH lone and lovely solitude,Washed by the sounding sea;Nature was in a poet's mood,When she created thee.How pleasant in the ...
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 ...
A word will fill the little heartWith pleasure and with pride;It is a harsh, a cruel thing,That such can be ...
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