Coombe-Ellen (William Lisle Bowles Poems)
Call the strange spirit that abides unseenIn wilds, and wastes, and shaggy solitudes,And bid his dim hand lead thee through ...
Call the strange spirit that abides unseenIn wilds, and wastes, and shaggy solitudes,And bid his dim hand lead thee through ...
If ever sea-maid, from her coral cave,Beneath the hum of the great surge, has lovedTo pass delighted from her green ...
OF 'THE BELLEROPHON,' KILLED IN THE SAME BATTLE.When anxious Spain, along her rocky shore,From cliff to cliff returned the sea-fight's ...
How soothing sound the gentle airs that moveThe innumerable leaves, high overhead,When autumn first, from the long avenue,That lifts its ...
Oh, no; I would not leave thee, my sweet home,Decked with the mantling woodbine and the rose,And slender woods that ...
Thou, whose stern spirit loves the storm,That, borne on Terror's desolating wings,Shakes the high forest, or remorseless flingsThe shivered surge; ...
Bereave me not of Fancy's shadowy dreams,Which won my heart, or when the gay careerOf life begun, or when at ...
How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense ...
HOW sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! As when, at opening morn, the fragrant breeze Breathes on the trembling sense ...
Beautiful landscape! I could look on thee For hours,--unmindful of the storm and strife, And mingled murmurs of tumultuous life. ...
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