Ode (Maria Gowen Brooks Poems)
Thou who wert born of Psyche and of LoveAnd fondly nurst on Poesy's warm breast Painting, oh, power adored! My country's sons ...
Thou who wert born of Psyche and of LoveAnd fondly nurst on Poesy's warm breast Painting, oh, power adored! My country's sons ...
Thou with the dark blue eye upturned to heaven,And cheek now pale, now warm with radiant glow, Daughter of God,--most dear,-- Come ...
DAY, in melting purple dying,Blossoms, all around me sighing,Fragrance, from the lilies straying,Zephyr, with my ringlets playing,Ye but waken my ...
THE BANQUET-CUPS, of many a hue and shape, Bossed o'er with gems, were beautiful to view;But, for the madness of the ...
WOE to thee, wild ambition! I employDespair's low notes thy dread effects to tell;Born in high Heaven, her peace thou ...
THEN, lowly bending, with seraphic grace,The vase he proffer'd full; and not a gemDrawn forth successive from its sparkling place,But ...
BENEATH that dome, reclined the youthful king,Upon a silver couch; and soothed to moodAs free and soft as perfumes from ...
Oh, my Phronema! how thy yellow hairWas fragrant, when, by looks alone carest,I felt it, wafted by the pitying air,Float ...
PRELUDING low, in notes that faint and tremble,Swelling, awakening, dying, plaining deep,While such sensations in the soul assemble,As make it ...
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