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I cannot sleep for thinking of thy… Which thrusts itself between the d… Scaring my rest. Oh, for Heaven’s… Haunt me not with this speechless… What could I do that I have left…
Blame not my tears, love, to you h… The brightest, best gift, God to… The sunlight of hope on your heart… And shines from your heart on this… Blame not my tears, love, on you h…
Oh, serious eyes! how is it that t… The burning rays, that mine pour i… Still find ye cold, and dead, and… Oh, lifeless eyes! can ye not answ… Oh, lips! whereon mine own so ofte…
At morn—a mountain ne’er to be cli… A horn of plenty, lengthening ever… At noon—the countless hour-sands p… Waves that we scarce can see as th… At night—a pageant over ere begun,
WHO FELL FROM A PRECI… What said to thee those angels ter… Whose sudden pinions swept thee fr… When o’er us all the awful horror… That turned thy mid-day sunshine i…
What though the sun must set, and… Shall we turn coldly from the bles… And o’er the heavens call an earli… Because the longest day must end i… What though the golden summer flie…
When the bright sun back on his ye… Comes towards us, his great glory… As from the sky he pours it all ab… A golden herald, my beloved, of th… When from the south the gentle win…
Oh let it be where the waters are… In one crystal sheet, like the sum… Oh let it be where the sun, when r… May throw the last glance of his v… Lay me there! lay me there! and up…
There’s not a fibre in my tremblin… That does not vibrate when thy ste… There’s not a pulse that throbs no… Thy voice, thy breathing, nay thy… When thou art with me every sense…
The water has flowed forth a year, Since, sitting by the fountain’s s… We looked into the basin clear, Where sparkles still the gushing t… And watched the crystal current po…
If from the height of that celesti… Where now thou dwell’st, spirit po… Thou yet canst love the race that… How must thou joy, with pleasure n… For thy exalted state, to know how…
Life wanes, and the bright sunligh… Sets o’er the mountain-tops, where… O Innocence! O Trustfulness! O… Where are ye all, white-handed sis… Who with me on my way did walk alo…
In sleepless nights my sad forgott… Breathes with low strains of broke… Under my touch long, long had it b… But now it sings of its own fantas… Thou hadst a spirit then that was…
Come down! from where the everlast… Open their rocky gates to let thee… Child of a thousand rapid running… And still lakes, where the skies t… With thy dark eyes, white feet, an…
Farewell, fair castle! on thy lord… Firm be thy seat and proud thy sta… Soft rise the breezes from the val… Bright be the clouds that wander o… O’er the broad lands that form thy…