What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
arms art thou beauty BEDFONT billows birds bloom blossoms blue breast breath bright brine Brooklets brow buds CENTAUR cheeks churl Circe clouds cold cowslips dark dead dear death deep delight dewy dost dream elfin elves Ev'n eyes face faint fair fairy fancy farewell fear fled flow'rs gaze gentle gloom golden gone grass green grief hair hand hast hath heart heav'n HERO AND LEANDER hollow kiss Leander leaves light lily lips live locks look'd looks Love's LYCUS magic Meanwhile melancholy mirth moon morn mortal Naiad night o'er pale pearls pity pluck'd poison'd Puck quoth Robin Goodfellow rose round Sappho Saturn scythe shade shadows shine sighs sing skies sleep smiles SONNET sorrow soul stamp'd Stept stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought tree turn'd Twas warm wave weep wept Wherefore Whilst wild wind wings
Page 200 - III, I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! IV. I remember, I
Page 170 - 0 turn again, fair lues, Before the fall of night, For fear the Moon should shine alone, And stars unrivall'd bright; And blessed will the lover be That walks beneath their light, And breathes the love against thy cheek 1 dare not even write
Page 171 - IV. I saw thee, lovely Ines, Descend along the shore, With bands of noble gentlemen, And banners wav'd before ; And gentle youth and maidens gay, And snowy plumes they wore ; — It would have been a beauteous dream, — If it had been no more ! Alas, alas, fair Ines,
Page 171 - thee so near! Were there no bonny dames at home, Or no true lovers here, That he should cross the seas to win The dearest of the dear ? IV. I saw thee, lovely Ines, Descend along the shore, With bands of noble gentlemen, And banners wav'd before ; And gentle youth and maidens gay, And snowy plumes they wore
Page 169 - The meeting sweet that made me thrill, The sweetmeats almost sweeter still, No ' satis' to the 'jams !' — When that I was a tiny boy My days and nights were full of joy, My mates were blithe and kind! No wonder that I sometimes sigh, And dash the tear-drop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! FAIR INES.
Page 155 - my bag was stor'd,Now I must play with Elgin's lord, With Theseus for a taw! My playful horse has slipt his string, Forgotten all his capering, And harness'd to the law ! My kite — how fast and far it flew ! Whilst I, a sort of Franklin, drew My pleasure from the sky ! 'Twas
Page 218 - The year's in the wane, There is nothing adorning, The night has no eve, And the day has no morning; Cold winter gives warning. The rivers run chill, The red sun is sinking, And I am grown old, And life is fast shrinking; — Here 's enow for sad thinking
Page 209 - Wherever he may be, the stars Must daily lose their light; The moon will veil her in the shade; The sun will set at night. The sun may set, but constant love Will shine when he's away; So that dull night is never night, And day is brighter day.
Page 209 - I. THE stars are with the voyager Wherever he may sail; The moon is constant to her time ; The sun will never fail; But follow, follow round the world, The green earth and the sea; So love is with the lover's heart, Wherever he may be. H, Wherever he may be, the stars Must daily lose their light;