The Lay Of Marie – Canto First (Matilda Betham Poems)
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
Some, fearing Marie's tale was o'er, Lamented that they heard no more; While Brehan, from her broken lay, Portended what she yet might ...
"Careless alike who went or came, I seldom ask'd the stranger's name, When such a being came in view As eagerly the question ...
WHEN Britain many chiefs obey'd,And seven Saxon princes sway'd,The Mercian monarch, fam'd afar,In peace respected, fear'd in war,Favour'd by heav'n ...
"Arrest thy steps! On these sad plains, Fair dame, no farther go! But listen to the martial strains, Whose wildness speaks of woe! Hark! ...
_Written jointly with a particular Friend, after a conversationsimilar to the subject, with the Damon of the Story_. --------Believing love was ...
AH me! the yellow western sky turns pale,And leaves the cheerless sons of earth to mourn;And yet I hear not ...
A Pilgrim weary, toil-subdued, I reach'd a country, strange and rude, And trembled, lest approaching eve My hope of shelter might deceive; When I ...
"Come, mournful lute! dear echo of my woe! No stranger's tread in this lone spot I fear, Sweeter thy notes in such ...
YON coward, with the streaming hair,And visage, madden'd to despair,With step convuls'd, unsettled eye,And bosom lab'ring with a sigh,Is Guilt! ...
WHO DIED JAN. 21, 1800. Sweet is the voice of Friendship to the ear, Sweet is Affection's mildly-beaming eye, Sweet the applause which ...
BREATHING the violet-scented gale,Near to a river's limpid source,Which, through a wide-extended vale,Wound slowly on its sleeping course,Attended by a ...
THE beauteous queen of social love,Descending from the realms above,Through the wide space of ether flew,With care this little world ...
My happiness was once a goodly tree, Which promis'd every day to grow more fair, And rear'd its lofty branches in the ...
AT an open window sitting,On this day of mirth and glee,'Cross a flow'ry vista flitting,Many passing forms I see.Ah! lovely ...
Fear has to do with sacred things,And more than all from Pity springs.Two school-girls once--the time is past,But ever will ...
Yes! I can suffer, sink with pain,With anguish I can ill sustain;Till not a hope has strength to spring,Till scarce ...
Lucy, I think not of thy beauty, I praise not each peculiar grace; To see thee in the path of duty, And with ...
WHERE yonder mossy ruins lie,And desolation strikes the eye,A noble mansion, high and fair,Once rear'd its turrets in the air.There ...
WRITTEN EARLIER. Adieu to old England! adieu to my friends! Though fortune and fame I pursue, On thus looking around me, I cannot ...
A lov'd companion, chosen friend,Does at this hour depart,Whom the dear name of father bindsStill closer to my heart.On him ...
O bend thy head, sweet morning flow'r! And look not up so fresh and bright! The keen, harsh wind, the heavy show'r, Will ...
_The Spanish Lady's Farewell_, 1809.Manuel, I do not shed a tear, Our parting to delay!I dare not listen to my fear! I ...
WHEN clouds and rain deform the sky,And light'nings glare around,Amidst the dreary, cheerless scene,Some comfort may be found.There will, at ...
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