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For My Sister’s Grotto FAYS and Fairies haste away! This is Harriet’s holiday: Bring the lyre, and bring the lute… Bring the sweetly-breathing flute;
He that in venturous barks hath be… A wanderer on the deep, Can tell of many an awful scene, Where storms for ever sweep. For many a fair, majestic sight
WHERE is the summer, with her go… —That festal glory hath not pass’d… For me alone the laughing day is d… Where is the summer with her voice… —Far in my own bright land!
Go forth, for she is gone! With the golden light of her wavy… She is gone to the fields of the v… She hath left her dwelling lone! Her voice hath pass’d away!
OH! ask not, hope thou not too mu… Of sympathy below; Few are the hearts whence one same… Bids the sweet fountains flow: Few-and by still conflicting power…
Torches were blazing clear, Hymns pealing deep and slow, Where a king lay stately on his bi… In the church of Fontevraud. Banners of battle o’er him hung,
WHILE bending o’er my golden lyr… While waving light my wing of fire… Creation’s regions to explore, To gaze, to wonder, to adore: While faithful to th’ eternal will…
FOR thee, Ansonia! Nature’s boun… Luxuriant spreads around her bloom… Profusion laughs o’er all the glow… And softest breezes from thy myrtl… Yet though for thee, unclouded sun…
When will ye think of me, my frien… When will ye think of me? When the last red light, the farew… From the rock and the river is pas… When the air with a deep’ning hush…
A BLESSING on thy head, thou c… A rainbow-welcome thine hath been,… Thy father greets thee unto life,… For a solemn gift from God thou c… I see thee not asleep, fair boy, u…
THOU tyrant of the ling’ring hou… Ah, why with me delight to rest? Hence far away, tormenting pow’r Unwelcome guest! With thee, sad visitant! I prove
IF e’er for human bliss or woe I feel the sympathetic glow; If e’er my heart has learn’d to kn… The gen’rous wish or pray’r; Who sow’d the germ, with tender ha…
Of life’s past woes, the fading tr… Hath given that aged patriarch’s f… Expression, holy, deep, resign’d, The calm sublimity of mind. Years o’er his snowy head have pas…
No cloud to dim the splendour of t… Which breaks o’er Naples and her… And lights that brilliant sea and… With every tint that charmed the g… The imperial ones of earth, who pr…
DEEP, fiery clouds o’ercast the… Dead stillness reigns in air, There is not e’en a breeze, on hig… The gossamer to bear. The woods are hushed, the waves at…