#English #Romanticism #XIXCentury #XVIIICentury #Imagery #Pastoral
Why need I say, Louisa dear! How glad I am to see you here, A lovely convalescent; Risen from the bed of pain and fea… And feverish heat incessant.
Beneath yon birch with silver bark… And boughs so pendulous and fair, The brook falls scatter’d down the… And all is mossy there! And there upon the moss she sits,
Whom should I choose for my Judge… Who, in the work, forgets me and t… Ye who have eyes to detect, and G… Have you the heart, too, that love… What is the meed of thy Song? 'Ti…
Verse, a breeze mid blossoms stray… Where Hope clung feeding, like a… Both were mine! Life went a—mayin… With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young!
Tho’ much averse, dear Jack, to f… To find a likeness for friend V——… I’ve made, thro’ earth, and air, a… A voyage of discovery! And let me add (to ward off strife…
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe del… —Ovid, Metam. [xv.203]. Thy smiles I note, sweet early Fl…
This day among the faithful placed… And fed with fontal manna, O with maternal title graced Dear Anna’s dearest Anna!— While others wish thee wise and fa…
Dear Charles! whilst yet thou wer… That Genius plunged thee in that… High Castalie: and (sureties of t… That Pity and Simplicity stood by… And promised for thee that thou sh…
As late each flower that sweetest… I pluck’d, the Garden’s pride! Within the petals of a Rose A sleeping Love I 'spied. Around his brows a beamy wreath
Nor cold nor stern my soul! Yet I… These scented rooms, where to a ga… Heaves the proud harlot her disten… In intricacies of laborious song. These feel not musics genuine powe…
My pensive Sara, thy soft cheek r… Thus on mine arm, most soothing sw… To sit beside our cot, our cot o’e… With white-flowered jasmine and th… (Meet emblems they of innocence an…
Ere the birth of my life, if I wi… No question was asked me—it could… If the life was the question, a th… And to live on be YES; what can… NATURE’S ANSWER
Are there two things, of all which… That are so like each other and so… As mutual Love seems like to Happ… Dear Asra, woman beyond utterance… This love which ever welling at my…
Mark this holy chapel well! The birth-place, this, of William… Here, where stands God’s altar dr… Stood his parent’s marriage-bed. II.
First Voice ‘But tell me, tell me… Thy soft response renewing— What makes that ship drive on so f… What is the ocean doing?’ Second Voice ‘Still as a slave be…
