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On the lone waters’ shore Wander I yet; Brooding those moments o’er I should forget. Till the broad foaming surge
Pour we libations to the father,… And bid him watch propitious o’er… Pile on the household altar fragra… And to th’ auspicious Lares bid f… Beneath whose guardianship we have…
The sea has left the strand’ In their deep sapphire cup The waves lie gathered up, Off the hard-ribbed sand. From each dark rocky brim
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…
Weep’st thou to see the ruin and d… Which Time doth wreak upon earth’… Temples of gods, and palaces of ki… Weep’st thou to see them crumbling… Oh I could show thee such a woful…
Oft let me wander hand in hand wit… In woodland paths, and lone seques… What time the sunny banks and moss… With dewy wreaths of early violets… Into the air their fragrant incens…
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…
Lady, whom my beloved loves so wel… When on his clasping arm thy head… When on thy lips his ardent kisses… And the bright flood of burning li… In his dark eyes, is poured into t…
Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that i… Of life, which I am doomed to til… Spring’st like a noisome weed! I… For thee, and yet thou still com’s… My plot of earth with thy unwelcom…
Come fill the can again, boys, One parting glass, one parting gla… Ere we shall meet again, boys, Long years may pass, long years ma… We’ll drink the gallant bark, boys…
O Rome, tremendous! who, beholdin… Shall not forget the bitterest pri… That e’er made havoc of one single… O triple crowned, by glory, faith,… Thine is the tiara which thy pries…
A BRITISH TRANSPORT… A BALLAD. As well as I am able, I’ll relate… And I trust, sirs, you’ll excuse… I’ve lived a hard and wandering li…
My sun went down at noon to-day, O Sorrow! For in thine eyes My sun doth rise; Then, Love, I pray,
O hearts of flesh! O beating hear… O twining hands of human dear desi… How, when your glorious mate begin… How shall ye follow those wide win… That bear him up? Ah! to the char…
What shall I do with all the days… That must be counted ere I see th… How shall I charm the interval th… Between this time and that sweet t… Shall I in slumber steep each wea…