Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

The Spanish Chapel

I made a mountain-brook my guide Thro' a wild Spanish glen,
And wandered, on its grassy side, Far from the homes of men
It lured me with a singing tone, And many a sunny glance,
To a green spot of beauty lone, A haunt for old romanc...
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The Northern Spring

EN the soft breath of Spring goes
Far o'er the mountains of the North,
How soon those wastes of dazzling
With life, and bloom, and beauty glow
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He Never Smiled Again

The bark that held a prince went down, The sweeping waves roll'd on;
And what was England's glorious crown To him that wept a son
He lived—for life may long be borne Ere sorrow break its chain;—Why comes not death to those who mourn
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To One Of The Authors Children

On His Birthday, 27 August, 1825
OU wak'st from happy sleep to play  With bounding heart, my boy
Before thee lies a long bright day  Of summer and of joy
Thou hast no heavy thought or dream  To cloud thy fearless eye;
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Introductory Verses

blest art thou, whose steps may
Through the green paths of vale and grove,
Or, leaving all their charms below,
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The Rainbow

I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth
Genesis ix
FT falls the mild, reviving shower  From April's changeful skies,
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Address To Thought

OH thou
the musing, wakeful pow'r,
That lov'st the silent, midnight hour,
Thy lonely vigils then to keep,
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