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 ...
BLEST were those days! Can these dull ages boastAught to compare? though now no more beguile,Chain'd in their darkling depths, ...
COMPOSED AT THE REQUEST OF A LADY WHO RETURNED TO THE NORTH AND DIED SOON AFTER.ADIEU, fair isle! I love ...
ADIEU, fair isle! I love thy bowers, I love thy dark-eyed daughters there;The cool pomegranate's scarlet flowers Look brighter in their jetty ...
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 ...
AND thus, at length his plaintive lip express'dThe mitigated pang; 't is sometimes soWhen grief meets genius in the mortal ...
How beauteous art thou, O thou morning sun! -The old man, feebly tottering forth, admiresAs much thy beauty, now life's ...
WOE to thee, wild ambition! I employDespair's low notes thy dread effects to tell;Born in high Heaven, her peace thou ...
SWEET is the evening twilight; but, alas!There's sadness in it: day's light tasks are done,And leisure sighs to think how ...
ACACIAS here inclinedTheir friendly heads in thick profusion, planted,And with a thousand tendrils clasp'd and twined;And when at fervid noon ...
'T IS now the hour of mirth, the hour of love,The hour of melancholy. Night, as vainOf her full beauty, ...
THEN, lowly bending, with seraphic grace,The vase he proffer'd full; and not a gemDrawn forth successive from its sparkling place,But ...
OH! laurel'd bard, how can I part,Those cheering smiles no more to see,Until my soothed and solaced heartPours forth one ...
WHAT bliss for her who lives her little day,In blest obedience, like to those divine,Who to her loved, her earthly ...
To meet a friendship such as mineSuch feelings must thy heart refineAs seldom mortal mind gives birth,'Tis love, without a ...
BENEATH that dome, reclined the youthful king,Upon a silver couch; and soothed to moodAs free and soft as perfumes from ...
"Call me no longer Hariph: I but took,For love of that young pair, this mortal guise;And often have I stood, ...
To meet a friendship such as mine,Such feelings must the soul refine,As are not oft of mortal birth; -'T is ...
Thy home seemed not of earth--so blest-- But there has fall'n a shaft of fate--The dove is stricken; and the nest She ...
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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