The Wrath Of Loyalty By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Wrath Of Loyalty OCTOBER! tho’ thy rugged brow, No vivid wreaths entwine; Tho’ not for thee the zephyr blow, Tho’ not for thee the…

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The Queen Of Prussia’s Tomb By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Queen Of Prussia’s Tomb In sweet pride upon that insult keen She smiled; then drooping mute and broken-hearted, To the cold comfort of the…

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The Forest Sanctuary – Part I By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Forest Sanctuary – Part I I. The voices of my home!-I hear them still! They have been with me through the dreamy night- The…

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Swiss Song, On The Anniversary Of An Ancient Battle By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Swiss Song, On The Anniversary Of An Ancient Battle Look on the white Alps round! If yet they gird a land Where freedom’s voice and…

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Italian Girl’s Hymn To The Virgin By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Italian Girl’s Hymn To The Virgin In the deep hour of dreams, Through the dark woods, and past the moaning sea, And by the star-light…

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Address To Music By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Address To Music OH thou! whose soft, bewitching lyre, Can lull the sting of pain to rest; Oh thou! whose warbling notes inspire, The pensive…

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War-Song Of The Spanish Patriots By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

War-Song Of The Spanish Patriots YE who burn with glory’s flame! Ye who love the Patriot’s fame; Ye who scorn oppressive might, Rise! in freedom’s…

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The Sword Of The Tomb A Northern Legend By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Sword Of The Tomb A Northern Legend ‘Voice of the gifted elder time! Voice of the charm and the Runic rhyme! Speak! from the…

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The Memorial Pillar By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Memorial Pillar Hast thou thro’ Eden’s wild-wood vales, pursued Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, Nor with attention’s lifted eye, revered That modest stone, by pious…

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The Coronation Of Inez De Castro By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Coronation Of Inez De Castro There was music on the midnight; From a royal fane it roll’d, And a mighty bell, each pause between,…

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Sabbath Sonnet By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Sabbath Sonnet How many blessed groups this hour are bending, Through England’s primrose meadow-paths, their way Towards spire and tower, ‘midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence…

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Flight Of The Spirit By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Flight Of The Spirit Whither, oh! whither wilt thou wing thy way? What solemn region first upon thy sight Shall break, unveiled for terror or…

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To My Younger Brother By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

To My Younger Brother To My Younger Brother, On His Return From Spain, After The Fatal Retreat Under Sir John Moore, And The Battle Of…

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The Spanish Chapel By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

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…

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The Lady Of Provence By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Lady Of Provence ‘Courage was cast about her like a dress Of solemn comeliness, A gathered mind and an untroubled face Did give her…

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The Bended Bow By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Bended Bow There was heard the sound of a coming foe, There was sent through Britain a bended Bow, And a voice was pour’d…

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Moon-Light By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Moon-Light COME, gentle muse! now all is calm, The dew descends, the air is balm; Unruffled is the glassy deep, While moon-beams o’er its bosom…

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Corinne At The Capitol By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Corinne At The Capitol DAUGHTER of th’ Italian heaven! Thou, to whom its fires are given, Joyously thy car hath roll’d Where the conqueror’s pass’d…

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The Wounded Eagle By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Wounded Eagle Eagle! this is not thy sphere! Warrior-bird, what seek’st thou here? Wherefore by the fountain’s brink Doth thy royal pinion sink? Wherefore…

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The Pilgrim Fathers By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Pilgrim Fathers The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed;…

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The Farewell To The Dead By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Farewell To The Dead Come near!-ere yet the dust Soil the bright paleness of the settled brow, Look on your brother, and embrace him…

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Stanzas To The Memory Of George Iii By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Stanzas To The Memory Of George Iii ‘Among many nations was there no King like him.’ –Nehemiah, xiii, 26. ‘Know ye not that there is…

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Invocation To The Fairies By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Invocation To The Fairies For My Sister’s Grotto FAYS and Fairies haste away! This is Harriet’s holiday: Bring the lyre, and bring the lute, Bring…

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A Voyager’s Dream Of Land By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

A Voyager’s Dream Of Land His very heart athirst To gaze at nature in her green array, Upon the ship’s tall side he stands, possess’d…

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Ulla, Or The Adjuration By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Ulla, Or The Adjuration ‘Thou’rt gone!–thou’rt slumb’ring low, With the sounding seas above thee; It is but a restless wo, But a haunting dream to…

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The Switzer’s Wife By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Switzer’s Wife Nor look nor tone revealeth aught Save woman’s quietness of thought; And yet around her is a light Of inward majesty and…

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The Lilies Of The Field By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Lilies Of The Field Flowers! when the Saviour’s calm benignant eye Fell on your gentle beauty; when from you That heavenly lesson for all…

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The Conqueror’s Sleep By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Conqueror’s Sleep Sleep ‘midst thy banners furl’d! Yes! thou art there, upon thy buckler lying, With the soft wind unfelt around thee sighing, Thou…

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Properzia Rossi By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Properzia Rossi Tell me no more, no more Of my soul’s lofty gifts! Are they not vain To quench its haunting thirst for happiness? Have…

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Fairy Favours By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Fairy Favours Wouldst thou wear the gift of immortal bloom? Wouldst thou smile in scorn at the shadowy tomb? Drink of this cup! it is…

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To One Of The Author’s Children By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

To One Of The Author’s Children On His Birthday, 27 August, 1825. THOU wak’st from happy sleep to play With bounding heart, my boy! Before…

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The Sky-Lark By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Sky-Lark THE Sky-lark, when the dews of morn Hang tremulous on flower and thorn, And violets round his nest exhale Their fragrance on the…

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The Indian City By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Indian City What deep wounds ever clos’d without a scar? The heart’s bleed longest, and but heal to wear That which disfigures it. Childe…

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The Angel Of The Sun By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Angel Of The Sun WHILE bending o’er my golden lyre, While waving light my wing of fire ; Creation’s regions to explore, To gaze,…

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Mountaineer-Song By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Mountaineer-Song BLOW, mountain-breeze! all wild, like thee, Unfetter’d as thy wing, I rove; With airy step and spirit free, From snowy cliff, to shadowy grove!…

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Carolan’s Prophecy By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Carolan’s Prophecy A sound of music, from amidst the hills, Came suddenly, and died; a fitful sound Of mirth, soon lost in wail.–Again it rose,…

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The Wild Huntsman By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Wild Huntsman Thy rest was deep at the slumberer’s hour If thou didst not hear the blast Of the savage horn, from the mountain-tower,…

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The Penitent’s Return By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Penitent’s Return My father’s house once more, In its own moonlight beauty! yet around, Something, amidst the dewy calm profound, Broods, never marked before!…

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The Funeral Day Of Sir Walter Scott By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Funeral Day Of Sir Walter Scott A GLORIOUS voice hath ceased!- Mournfully, reverently-the funeral chant Breathe reverently! There is a dreamy sound, A hollow…

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Stanzas On The Late National Calamity, The Death Of The Princess Charlotte By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Stanzas On The Late National Calamity, The Death Of The Princess Charlotte MARK’D ye the mingling of the city’s throng, Each mien, each glance, with…

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Invocation By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Invocation I called on dreams and visions, to disclose That which is veil’d from waking thought; conjured Eternity, as men constrain a ghost To appear…

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A Parting Song By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

A Parting Song When will ye think of me, my friends? When will ye think of me? When the last red light, the farewell of…

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To Wordsworth By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

To Wordsworth Thine is a strain to read among the hills, The old and full of voices;–by the source Of some free stream, whose gladdening…

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The Sunbeam By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Sunbeam Thou art no lingerer in monarch’s hall, A joy thou art, and a wealth to all! A bearer of hope unto land and…

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The Last Song Of Sappho By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Last Song Of Sappho SOUND on, thou dark unslumbering sea! My dirge is in thy moan; My spirit finds response in thee, To its…

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The Child’s Last Sleep By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Child’s Last Sleep Thou sleepest but when wilt thou wake, fair child? When the fawn awakes in the forest wild? When the lark’s wing…

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Roman Girl’s Song By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Roman Girl’s Song Rome, Rome! thou art no more As thou hast been! On thy seven hills of yore Thou satst a queen. Thou hadst…

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Harvest Hymn By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Harvest Hymn Now autumn strews on every plain, His mellow fruits and fertile grain; And laughing plenty, crown’d with sheaves, With purple grapes, and spreading…

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To My Mother By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

To My Mother IF e’er for human bliss or woe I feel the sympathetic glow; If e’er my heart has learn’d to know The gen’rous…

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The Sicilian Captive By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Sicilian Captive The champions had come from their fields of war, Over the crests of the billows far, They had brought back the spoils…

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The Image In Lava By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Image In Lava Thou thing of years departed! What ages have gone by, Since here the mournful seal was set By love and agony!…

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The American Forest Girl By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The American Forest Girl Wildly and mournfully the Indian drum On the deep hush of moonlight forests broke; ‘Sing us a death-song, for thine hour…

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Madeline A Domestic Tale By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Madeline A Domestic Tale My child, my child, thou leav’st me!–I shall hear The gentle voice no more that blest mine ear With its first…

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Bring Flowers By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Bring Flowers Bring flowers, young flowers, for the festal board, To wreathe the cup ere the wine is pour’d; Bring flowers! they are springing in…

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The Wife Of Asdrubal By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Wife Of Asdrubal The sun sets brightly – but a ruddier glow O’er Afric’s heaven the flames of Carthage throw; Her walls have sunk,…

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The Peasant Girl Of The Rhone By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Peasant Girl Of The Rhone There is but one place in the world: –Thither where he lies buried! Anon There, there is all that…

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The Emigrant By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

The Emigrant FAREWELL, ah, happy shades! ah, scenes belov’d, Of infant sports and bright unclouded hours! Where oft in childhood’s happy days I rov’d, Thro’…

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Sonnet, For My Mother’s Birthday By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Sonnet, For My Mother’s Birthday AT thy approach, oh, sweet bewitching May! Through ev’ry wood soft melodies resound; On silken wings Favonian breezes play, And…

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Introductory Verses By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Introductory Verses OH! blest art thou, whose steps may rove Through the green paths of vale and grove, Or, leaving all their charms below, Climb…

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A Spirit’s Return By Felicia Dorothea Hemans

A Spirit’s Return ‘This is to be a mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality!’ Manfred. Thy voice prevails – dear friend, my gentle friend!…

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