The Rush-Bearing At Ambleside (Letitia Elizabeth Landon Poems)
SUMMER is come, with her leaves and her flowers-Summer is come, with the sun on her hours;The lark in the ...
SUMMER is come, with her leaves and her flowers-Summer is come, with the sun on her hours;The lark in the ...
Vain folly of another age,This wandering over earth,To find the peace by some dark sinBanish'd our household hearth.On Lebanon the ...
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, ...
The muffled drum rolled on the air,Warriors, with stately step, were there;On every arm was the black crape bound,Every carbine ...
I SHOULD like to dwell where the deep blue seaRock'd to and fro as tranquilly,As if it were willing the ...
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 ...
IT suits thee well to weep,As thou lookest on the fair land,Whose sceptre thou hast heldWith less than woman's hand.On ...
I WISH for the days of the olden time,When the hours were told by the abbey chime,When the glorious stars ...
AND the summer sun shone in the sky,And the rose's whole life was in its sigh,When her eyelids were kiss'd ...
WHY doth the maiden turn awayFrom voice so sweet, and words so dear?Why doth the maiden turn awayWhen love and ...
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 ...
NEVER more, when the day is o'er,Will the lonely vespers sound;No bells are ringing-no monks are singing,When the moonlight falls ...
LADY , thy lofty brow is fair,Beauty's sign and seal are there;And thy lip is like the roseClosing round the ...
LANGUIDLY the night-wind blowethFrom the gardens round,Where the clear Barrada flowethWith a lulling sound.Not the lute-note's sweet shiverCan such music ...
DIM thro' the sculptured aisles the sunbeam fallsMore like a dreamOf some imagined beam,Than actual daylight over mortal walls.A strain ...
LIKE some vision oldenOf far other time,When the age was golden,In the young world's primeIs thy soft pipe ringing,O lonely ...
Fall, fall, ye mighty temples to the ground: Not in your sculptured rise Is the real exerciseOf human nature's brightest power found.'Tis ...
A word will fill the little heartWith pleasure and with pride;It is a harsh, a cruel thing,That such can be ...
FLOAT on-float on-my haunted bark,Above the midnight tide;Bear softly o'er the waters darkThe hopes that with thee glide.Float on-float on-thy ...
Few, save the poor, feel for the poor:The rich know not how hardIt is to be of needful foodAnd needful ...
LIFE has dark secrets; and the hearts are fewThat treasure not some sorrow from the world—A sorrow silent, gloomy, and ...
AY, screen thy favourite dove, fair child,Ay, screen it if you may,--Yet I misdoubt thy trembling handWill scare the hawk ...
'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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