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I knew by the smoke that so gracefully curled Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said, "If there's peace to be found in the world, A heart that was humble might hope for it here." - Ballad Stanzas [Peace] Then should some cloud pass over The brow of sire or lover, Think 'tis the shade By Victory made Whose wings right o'er us hover! - Battle Song [Victory] As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets, The same look which she turn'd when he rose. - Believe Me, if all Those Endearing Young Charms [Sunflowers] No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turn'd when he rose. - Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms (st. 2) [Love] Faintly as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time, Soon as the woods on shore dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn; Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near and the daylight's past. - Canadian Boat Song [Boating] No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, And earth forgot, and all heaven around us! - Come O'er the Sea [Contentment : Happiness] I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I know that I love thee, whatever thou art. - Come, Rest in This Bosom (st. 2) [Love] Like a young eagle, who has lent his plume To fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom, See their own feathers pluck'd, to wing the dart, Which rank corruption destines for their heart! - Corruption [Eagles : Proverbs] If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wind sweetness I wak'd was thy own. - Dear Harp of My Country (st. 2) [Music] Hath the pearl less whiteness Because of its birth? Hath the violet less brightness For growing near earth? - Desmond's Song [Violets] The longer one lives the more he learns. - Dream of Hindoostan [Life] How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far away, o'er lawns and lakes, Goes answering light. - Echo [Echo] While mantling on the maiden's cheek Young roses kindled into thought. - Evenings in Greece (Evening, II, Song) [Blushes] To Greece we give our shining blades. - Evenings in Greece--First Evening [Greece] And violets, transform'd to eyes, Inshrined a soul within their blue. - Evenings in Greece--Second Evening [Eyes] Long, long be my heart with such memories fill'd! Like the vase, in which roses have once been distill'd-- You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. - Farewell! but Whenever you Welcome the Hour [Roses] Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins to bloom for sons of night. - Fly Not Yet [Evening] When did morning ever break, And find such beaming eyes awake? - Fly not Yet [Morning] Yet, who can help loving the land that has taught us Six hundred and eighty-five ways to dress eggs? - Fudge Family (8) [France] "This must be music," said he, "of the spears, For I am cursed if each note of it doesn't run through one!" - Fudge Family in Paris (letter V, l. 28) [Music] Dear creature!--you'd swear When her delicate feet in the dance twinkle round, That her steps are of light, that her home is the air, And she only par complaisance touches the ground. - Fudge Family in Paris (letter V, l. 50) [Dancing] To check young Genius' proud career, The slaves who now his throne invaded, Made Criticism his prime Vizier, And from that hour his glories faded. - Genius and Criticism (st. 4) [Criticism] Go where glory waits thee; But while fame elates thee, Oh! still remember me. - Go Where Glory Waits Thee [Glory] The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. - Harp That Once [Music] If I speak to thee in friendship's name, Thou think'st I speak too coldly; If I mention Love's devoted flame, Thou say'st I speak too boldly. - How Shall I Woo? [Wooing] Displaying page 5 of 11 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 [5] 6 7 8 9 10 11
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