PoemsPrinted (for private distribution only) at the author's private Press, Saville House, Lambeth, 1829 - English poetry - 176 pages |
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Anacreon BALLAD balm beam beauty Beauty's blest bliss blush bosom bowers breath breath'd bright Catullus charms cheek cheers dark dearest deem delight Deloraine dicere dream E'en e'er earth Eleanor Grey Epigram eyes fade fair faithless fancy feel fire follies fond form'd French gaze give glow golden grace Gracia guiding light harp harpsichord hath heart To root heaven hour life's light LINES Lord Albemarle lov'd Love's lover MADRIGAL Maia maid Minuet Monody morning Nature's ne'er never night nymphs o'er pain pangs pass'd passion's pastime prove PETRARCH Philostratus pleasure rays rill rose SAPPHO seeks from woman's shades sigh'd sighs skies smil'd smile soft softly song SONNET soothe sorrow soul springs STANZAS star stray sweet sweetly task will pastime tears thee thine thou thou'rt thought trifle Twas twill VALENTINE'S DAY wake weeps wild wild thing woke woman young youth ΤΟ
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Page 21 - Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris. Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
Page 21 - I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, The reason why I cannot tell ; But this I know, and know full well, I do not love thee, Doctor Fell.
Page 25 - Es bricht sich die Welle mit Macht, mit Macht, Und sie singt hinaus in die finstre Nacht, Das Auge von Weinen getriibet: Das Herz ist gestorben, die Welt ist leer, Und weiter giebt sie dem Wunsche nichts mehr.
Page 92 - LE MOIS DE MAI. LJE premier jour du mois de mai Fut le plus heureux de ma vie. Le beau dessein que je formai Le premier jour du mois de mai! Je vous vis, et je vous aimai. Si ce dessein vous plut , Sylvie, Le premier jour du mois de mai Fut le plus beau jour de ma vie.
Page 65 - ... their change ; While Eloquence, Wit, Poesy, and Mirth, That humbler Harmonist of care on Earth, Survive within our souls — while lives our sense Of pride in Merit's proud pre-eminence, Long shall we seek his likeness, long in vain, And turn to all of him which may remain. Sighing that Nature form'd but one such man, And broke the die — in moulding Sheridan ! CHURCHILL'S GRAVE.
Page 35 - There are few things not purely evil, of which we can say, without some emotion of uneasiness, this is the last. Those who never could agree together, shed tears when mutual discontent has determined them to final separation ; of a place which has been frequently visited, though without pleasure, the last look is taken with heaviness of heart...
Page 84 - rt past the dew's recalling ; We shall live but to deplore thee, Dear flower ! dear flower ! Poor flower ! poor flower ! No aid now to health can win thee ; The fatal canker is within thee, Turning thy young heart's gladness To mourning and to madness ! Soon will the cold tomb enshrine thee, Poor flower ! poor flower ! Wan flower ! wan flower ! Oh ! how sad to see thee lying, Meekly — calmly — thus, though dying ; Sweeter, in thy decaying, Than all behind thee staying ! But vain, alas ! is now...
Page 126 - One of those unfeeling men, who want to know and clear up every thing, once entered her apartment ; the girl instantly begged him to be quiet, for that very moment the dear harp spoke most distinctly — being informed of the amiable illusion which overcame her reason, he laughed, and with a great display of learning, proved to her, by experimental physics, that all this was very natural. From that instant the maiden grew melancholy, drooped, and died.
Page 92 - Le premier jour du mois de Mai, Je vous vis, et je vous aimai. Si ce dessein vous plut, Silvie, Le premier jour du mois de Mai Fut le plus heureux de ma vie ! SONNET.
Page 66 - To my anguish you are bahu, to my pleasures you're bliss, To my touch you are joy, there's the world in your kiss ; Day is not day if your presence I miss, Ah ! no 'tis a night cold and moonless as this. Pretty star of my soul, &c.