Psyche ; or, the Legend of Love: Canto V. (Mary Tighe Poems)
Delightful visions of my lonely hours! Charm of my life and solace of my care! Oh! would the muse but lend proportioned ...
Delightful visions of my lonely hours! Charm of my life and solace of my care! Oh! would the muse but lend proportioned ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's earSo charming left his voice, that he a whileThought him still speaking, still stood ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that nameIf rightly thou art called, whose voice divineFollowing, above the Olympian hill I soar,Above ...
The guests are met, the feast is near, But Marie does not yet appear! And to her vacant seat on high Is lifted ...
I rode one evening with Count MaddaloUpon the bank of land which breaks the flowOf Adria towards Venice: a bare ...
Genius of musings, who, the midnight hourWasting in woods or haunted forests wild,Dost watch Orion in his arctic tower,Thy dark ...
"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 ...
I.Of chance or change O let not man complain,Else shall he never never cease to wail:For, from the imperial dome, ...
I.Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climbThe steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar!Ah! who can tell ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sungBy one man's disobedience lost, now singRecovered Paradise to all mankind,By one man's firm ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
I. The BookThe place was dark and dusty and half-lostIn tangles of old alleys near the quays,Reeking of strange things ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
______ SacerdosFronde super mitram, & felici comptus oliva.Virg.To the Lord Privy SealContending kings, and fields of death, too longHave been ...
CALL to mind your loveliest dream,--When your sleep is lull'd by a mountain stream,When your pillow is made of the ...
IN IMITATION OF SPENCER.CANTO I.'MID Cambria's hills a lowly cottage stood,Circled with mossy tufts of sombre green;A vagrant brook flow'd ...
Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,With sudden passion languishing,Maketh all things softly smile,Painteth pictures mile on mile,Holds a cup ...
Low, heavy clouds are hanging on the hills, And half-impatient of the sun's approach, Shake sullenly their cold and languid wings! Oh! it ...
THE PASSIONS.The choice of Aliment, the choice of Air,The use of Toil and all external things,Already sung; it now remains ...
Lo! in the west, fast fades the lingering light,And day's last vestige takes its silent flight.No more is heard the ...
THE SAINT. Ossian, enough of this dotard theme,Lit up at the meteor--blaze of a dream,Wanton and vain as ever was fann'dBy ...
"Thou askest with thy studious eyes again, Here where the restless forest hears the main Toss in a troubled sleep and moan. ...
CANTO I.Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weaveA paradise for a sect; the savage, too,From forth the loftiest fashion of ...
The night-sun sails in his gold canoe,The spirits walk in the realms of airWith their glowing faces and flaming hair,And ...
FROM Adam's lapse, this useful lesson learn,"As the least sin, there's nothing costs so much"Thence, too, the danger thou may'st ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
Who stands on that cliff, like a figure of stone,Unmoving and tall in the light of the sky,Where the spray ...
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
WHY did she love her mother's so?It hath wrought her wondrous wo.Once she saw an armed knightIn the pale sepulchral ...
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