Chicomico – Part V (Lucretia Maria Davidson Poems)
THE fourth day found the dark tribe brooding o'erTheir chieftain's body, chieftain now no more!As fire half-quench'd, some faint spark ...
THE fourth day found the dark tribe brooding o'erTheir chieftain's body, chieftain now no more!As fire half-quench'd, some faint spark ...
(Written in her sixteenth year)BRIGHTLY o'er spire, and dome, and tower,The pale moon shone at midnight hour,While all beneath her ...
THERE's silence in the princely halls,And brightly blaze the lighted walls,While clouds of musk and incense riseFrom vases of a ...
(Written in her fourteenth year.)WHAT sight of horror, fear and woe,Now greets chief Hillis-ha-ad-joe?What thought of blood now lights his ...
THE lake is calm, the sun is low,The whippoorwill is chaunting slow,And scarce a leaf through the forest is seenTo ...
(Written in her fourteenth year.)Lo! enthron'd on golden clouds,Sinks the monarch of the day;Now yon hill his glory shrouds,And his ...
WHILE swift on his way young Rathmond sped,Death's horrors awaited those he fled.Already were the prisoners bound,One word, and every ...
AN ALLEGORY,(Written in her fifteenth year)The night was calm, the sky serene,The sea a mirror display'd,On its bosom the twinkling ...
(Written in her fifteenth year.)'T was evening - all was calm and silent, saveThe low hoarse dashing of the distant ...
(Written in her fifteenth year.)The Indian Chieftain is far away,Through the forest his footsteps fly,But his heart is behind him ...
(Writtten in her thirteenth year.)Why that blush on Ella's cheek,What doth the flitting wand'rer seek?Doth passion's black'ning tempest scowl,To agitate ...
(Written in her fifteenth year )When evening spreads her shades around,And darkness fills the arch of heaven;When not a murmur, ...
When bending o'er the brink of life,My trembling soul shall stand,Waiting to pass death's awful flood,Great God! at thy command.When ...
(Written in her fifteenth year.)Life is but a troubled ocean,Hope a meteor, love a flowerWhich blossoms in the morning beam,And ...
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