'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere… But most where trees are sending
All day I’ve toiled but not with… In learning’s golden mine And now at eventide again The moonbeams softly shine There is no snow upon the ground
The blue bell is the sweetest flow… That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest po… To soothe my spirit’s care. There is a spell in purple heath
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask, no eye would… I never caused a thought of gloom, A smile of joy, since I was born. In secret pleasure, secret tears,
Well, some may hate and some may s… And some may quite forget thy name… But my sad heart must ever mourn Thy ruined hopes, they blighted fa… 'Twas thus I thought, an hour ago…
There should be no despair for you While nightly stars are burning, While evening pours its silent dew And sunshine gilds the morning. There should be no despair —though…
Riches I hold in light esteem; And Love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, no… A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thou… A cloud—closed beam of sunshine, b… To gleam in open view.
Oh, for the time when I shall sle… Without identity, And never care how rain may steep, Or snow may cover me! No promised heaven these wild desi…
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child… Forsake thy books, and mateless pl… And, while the night is gathering… We’ll talk its pensive hours away;…
A little while, a little while, The weary task is put away, And I can sing and I can smile, Alike, while I have holiday. Why wilt thou go, my harassed hear…
Oh, thy bright eyes must answer no… When Reason, with a scornful brow… Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy sweet tongue must plead fo… And tell why I have chosen thee!.
Come, walk with me, There’s only thee To bless my spirit now — We used to love on winter nights To wander through the snow;
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I… Reckless of the lives wasting ther… “Draw the ponderous bars! open, W… He dared not say me nay —the hinge… “Our guests are darkly lodged,” I…
Cold in the earth—and the deep sno… Far, far removed, cold in the drea… Have I forgot, my only Love, to l… Severed at last by Time’s all—sev… Now, when alone, do my thoughts no…