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I.I pant for the music which is divine,My heart in its thirst is a dying flower;Pour forth the sound like enchanted wine,Loosen the notes in a silver shower;Like a herbless plain, for the gentle rain,I gasp, I faint, till they…
How sweet it is to sit and read the talesOf mighty poets and to hear the whileSweet music, which when the attention failsFills the dim pause—
Mighty eagle! thou that soarestO’er the misty mountain forest,And amid the light of morningLike a cloud of glory hiest,And when night descends defiestThe embattled tempests’ warning!
Methought I was a billow in the crowdOf common men, that stream without a shore,That ocean which at once is deaf and loud;That I, a man, stood amid many moreBy a wayside…, which the aspect boreOf some imperial metropolis,Where mighty…
Art thou indeed forever gone,Forever, ever, lost to me?Must this poor bosom beat alone,Or beat at all, if not for thee?Ah! why was love to mortals given,To lift them to the height of Heaven,Or dash them to the depths of…
When May is painting with her colours gayThe landscape sketched by April her sweet twin…
1.A pale Dream came to a Lady fair,And said, A boon, a boon, I pray!I know the secrets of the air,And things are lost in the glare of day,Which I can make the sleeping see,If they will put their trust…
I.Let those who pine in pride or in revenge,Or think that ill for ill should be repaid,Who barter wrong for wrong, until the exchangeRuins the merchants of such thriftless trade,Visit the tower of Vado, and unlearnSuch bitter faith beside Marenghi’s…
…And many there were hurt by that strong boy,His name, they said, was Pleasure,And near him stood, glorious beyond measureFour Ladies who possess all emperyIn earth and air and sea,Nothing that lives from their award is free.Their names will I…
I.Hopes, that swell in youthful breasts,Live not through the waste of time!Love’s rose a host of thorns invests;Cold, ungenial is the clime,Where its honours blow.Youth says, ‘The purple flowers are mine,’Which die the while they glow. II.Dear the boon to…