The Lovers’ Last Meeting (Mattie Griffith Browne Poems)
IT was a calm, still, Sabbath eve--no breezeWent o'er the sleeping flowers, no murmured sound,From Nature's harp of many voices, ...
IT was a calm, still, Sabbath eve--no breezeWent o'er the sleeping flowers, no murmured sound,From Nature's harp of many voices, ...
"OH,1ife, is very, very beautifulTo my young heart. No clouds are on its sky,Save those the rainbow crowns; no waters ...
A SCENE FROM BULWER'S ZANONI.IT was the close of day upon the shoresOf beauteous Naples. The low murmuring wavesThat rose ...
MY cousin, I am gazing on thee now,And well I mark, with soul of joy and pride,The changing beauty of ...
ON VISTING HER HOUSE AFTER HER DEATH.SHE is not here! Alas, she is not here!Yet all still breathes and speaks ...
STRANGE feelings wildly throng around my heartOn this my natal day. They seem to comeLike mournful spirits from the distant ...
THOU wilt not leave me, Love, to pine aloneUpon the dreary desert of the world.Thou wilt not, must not, nay, ...
DEAR, lovely girl, my thoughts are thine in this sweet twilight hour,The young, the bright, the beautiful, gone like a ...
OH minstrel of the magic lyre, thy soulIs full of fancies high and beautiful.I ne'er have seen thee, yet thy ...
ON THE EVE OF HIS DEPARTURE FOR EUROPE.THOU'LT leave us! O'er the wild waves of the deep,Where winds in fierce ...
OH thou hast called me thy own sister dear,And my wild heart, o'erfilled with burning love,Hath sprung, as springs the ...
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