Night in her dark array Steals o’er the ocean, And with departed day Hushed seems its motion. Slowly o’er yon blue coast

Shelter and succour such as common… Afford the weaker partners of thei… Have I derived from thee’from the… And powerful genius! whose sublime… Still from thy grave governs each…

Oh make not light of love, my lady… For, from that sweetest source dot… All that is likest heaven on earth… Ill it beseems who worthiest love… To scoff at their own worship;—if…

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…

‘Poeta volontieri Parlerei a que’ duo che’ insieme v… E pajon si al vento esser leggieri… Dell’ Inferno, Canto . Seer of the triple realm invisible…

Hail to thee, spirit of hope! whom… Youngest and fairest of the four,… Our mortal year along Time’s rapi… Spirit of life! the old decrepit e… Has heard thy voice, and at a wond…

We are the ghosts of those small f… That in the opening of the year, ‘Neath rosemary and myrtle bowers, In crimson vests appear. Far, underneath the blue pine wood…

The golden hinges of the year have… Spring, and the summer, and the ha… Have come, and gone; and on the th… The withered Winter, stretching f… To take my rose from me;—which he…

Struggle not with thy life!—the he… Resist not, it will bow thee like… Strive not! thou shalt not conquer… Thou shalt go crushed, and ground,… Complain not of thy life!—for what…

Rest, warrior, rest! thine hour is… Thy longest war-whoop, and thy las… Still rings upon the rushing blast… That o’er thy grave sweeps drearil… Rest, warrior, rest! thy haughty b…

WHO WROTE UNDER MY L… Whence should they come, lady! tho… That thy fair hand and gentle hear… Upon my head? Alas! such do not r… On any, of the many, who with sigh…

BROUGHT FROM SWITZERLAN… Flower of the mountain! by the wan… Robbed of thy beauty’s short-lived… Didst thou but blow to gem the str… And bloom, to wither in the strang…

WEEPING BY SHELLEY’S… Lur’d by the Siren’s summer song… The Poet fell asleep’€”and the fi… Shrine of the finer soul, on wings… Was borne into the air; but undern…

Walking by moonlight on the golden… That binds the silver sea, I fell… Of all the wild imaginings that ma… Hath peopled heaven, and earth, an… Making fair nature’s solitary haun…

Good night! from music’s softest s… Go to thy dreams: and in thy slumb… Fairies, with magic harp and shell… Sing o’er to thee thy own sweet nu… Good night! from hope’s intense de…