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 ...
HOW deep within each human heart,A thousand treasured feelings lie;Things precious, delicate, apart,Too sensitive for human eye.Our purest feelings, and ...
ALONE in the forest, Sir Lancelot rodeO'er the neck of his courser the reins lightly flowedAnd beside hung his helmet, ...
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, ...
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, ...
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, surely it is here that Love should come,And find, (if he may find on earth), a home;Here cast off ...
HE stands within the silent square,That square of state, of gloom;A heavy weight is on the air,Which hangs as o'er ...
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 ...
I PRAY thee lay me not to restAmong these mouldering bones;Too heavily the earth is prestBy all these crowded stones.Life ...
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 ...
YOUTH! thou art a lovely time,With thy wild and dreaming eyes;Looking onwards to their prime,Coloured by their April skies,Yet I ...
A word will fill the little heartWith pleasure and with pride;It is a harsh, a cruel thing,That such can be ...
LIFE has dark secrets; and the hearts are fewThat treasure not some sorrow from the world—A sorrow silent, gloomy, and ...
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