On The Regret Of Youth (Matilda Betham Poems)
Before a rose is fully blown, The outward leaves announce decay; So, ere the spring of Youth is flown, Its tiny pleasures die ...
Before a rose is fully blown, The outward leaves announce decay; So, ere the spring of Youth is flown, Its tiny pleasures die ...
"And beats my heart again with joy! And dances now my spirit light! The skiff that holds my darling boy This moment burst ...
The Old Man press'd Palemon's hand; To Lucy nodded with a smile; Kiss'd all the little ones around; Then clos'd the gate, and ...
AWAKE, O Gratitude! nor let the tearsOf selfish Sorrow smother up thy voice,When it should speak of a departed friend.A ...
Long is thy passage o'er the main, And native air alone can save! No friend thy weakness will sustain, But India is, for ...
YE holy women, say! will ye acceptThe passing tribute of a humble friend?Stranger indeed to you and to your faith,But ...
If writing Journals were my task, From cottagers to kings--A little book I'd only ask, And fill it full of wings!Each pair ...
Dear boy, when you meet with a rose, Admire you the thorns very much? Or like you to play with a ball, When ...
To MRS. A.An Hour was before me, no creature more bright,More airy, more joyous, e'er sprang on my sight.To catch ...
They, ere he left them, had attain'd their primeAnd were less alter'd by the hand of Time;But, the slim youth ...
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 ...
LOUD beats the rain! The hollow groanOf rushing winds I hear,That with a deep and sullen moan,Pass slowly by the ...
Yes! I can suffer, sink with pain,With anguish I can ill sustain;Till not a hope has strength to spring,Till scarce ...
THOU, Margaret, lov'st the secret shade,The murmuring brook, or tow'ring tree;The village cot within the glade,And lonely walk have charms ...
"Come, Edmund, now the sun goes down, Thy many wanderings tell!Say, after all thine eyes have seen, If home appears so well!""So ...
LO! here a cloud comes sailing, richly cladIn royal purple, which the parting beamsOf bounteous Phoebus edge with tints of ...
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 ...
Lucy, I think not of thy beauty, I praise not each peculiar grace; To see thee in the path of duty, And with ...
FAIR village nymph, ah! may I meetThy pleasing form where'er I stray!With open air and converse sweet,Still cheer my undiscover'd ...
SET TO MUSIC BY MR. VOIGHT. What do I love? A polish'd mind, A temper cheerful, meek, and kind; A graceful air, unsway'd ...
Oh sonno, oh della cheta, umida, ombrosaNotte placido figlio; oh de' mortaliEgri conforto, oblio dolce de' mali,S(Matilda Betham)
WRITTEN EARLIER. Adieu to old England! adieu to my friends! Though fortune and fame I pursue, On thus looking around me, I cannot ...
THE ARTISAN.This twilight gloom. This lone retreat--This silence to my soul is sweet!Awhile escap'd from toil and strife,And all the ...
LINES_Sent to a Brother on his leaving England_.May 2, 1816. --------FANCIFUL BOUQUET. --------_Hopes_ all glowing, _Wishes_ rare, _Blessings_ mixed with many a _Prayer_,Flowers ...
Since I married Palemon, though happy my lot, Though my garden is pleasant, and lightsome my cot, Though love's smile, like a ...
Farewell, my pilgrim guest, farewell, A few days since thou wert unknown, None shall thy future fortunes tell, But sweetly have the moments ...
SET TO MUSIC BY MR. WALSH. I ponder many a silent hour, On friends belov'd when far at sea, And, tell me, have ...
I love not yon gay, painted flower, Of bold and coarsely blended dye, But one, whose nicely varied power May long detain the ...
TO MR. AND MRS. EVERARD,_On their only Son's being in the Navy_, 1811. --------Talent and beauty, and the heart's warm glow,Gilding ...
Thrice lovely babe! thus hush'd to rest, Upon thy warrior father's breast! Avails it, that his eyes behold, Thy rosy cheeks, thy locks ...
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