Lyrics of the Heart: With Other Poems ...

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D. Appleton & Company, 1852 - 331 pages
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Page 245 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares — The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Page 32 - LET others seek for empty joys, At ball, or concert, rout, or play ; Whilst, far from fashion's idle noise, Her gilded domes, and trappings gay, I while the wintry eve away, — 'Twixt book and lute the hours divide ; And marvel how I e'er could stray From thee — my own Fireside! My own Fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes ! What is there my wild heart can prize, That doth not in thy sphere abide,...
Page 53 - Pure as the snow-flake ere it falls and takes the stain of earth, With not a ,taint of mortal life except thy mortal birth, God bade thee early taste the spring for which so many thirst, And bliss, eternal bliss, is thine, my fairest and my FIRST!
Page 33 - Hath never made its hated lair By thee — my own Fireside ! Thy precincts are a charmed ring, Where no harsh feeling dares intrude ; Where life's vexations lose their sting ; Where even grief is half subdued : And Peace, the halcyon, loves to brood. Then, let the pampered fool deride...
Page 230 - That e'er heaven to mortals lent : Though they as a trifle leave thee, Whose dull thoughts cannot conceive thee, Though thou be to them a scorn, That to nought but earth are born, Let my life no longer be Than I am in love with thee...
Page 51 - ... cloud. It came at length ; o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering fast, — And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last ; — In thicker gushes strove thy breath, — we raised thy drooping head, A moment more — the final pang — and thou wert of the dead ! Thy gentle mother turned away to hide her face from me, And murmured low of Heaven's behests, and bliss attained by thee ; — She would have chid me that I mourned a doom so blest as thine, Had not her own...
Page 33 - s half divine, In sleep his mother's eyes doth hide ; Where may love seek a fitter shrine Than thou— my own fireside ! What care I for the sullen roar...
Page 11 - We've wandered on in sunny weather, When winds were low, and flowers in bloom, And hand in hand have kept together, And still will keep, 'mid storm and gloom ; Endeared by ties we could not know When life was young — ten years ago...
Page 51 - Cradled in thy fair mother's arms, we watched thee day by day, Pale like the second bow of heaven, as gently waste away ; And, sick with dark foreboding fears, we dared not breathe aloud, Sat, hand in hand, in speechless grief, to wait death's coming cloud It came at length : o'er thy bright blue eye the film was gathering! fast, And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow, the deepest and the last : In thicker gushes strove thy breath— we raised thy drooping head: A moment more— the final pang—...
Page 80 - But when a more pervading force compels Their sweetness into strength, — and swiftly swells Each tenderer tone to fulness, — what a strange And spirit-stirring sense that fitful change Wakes in my heart— visions of days long past, — Hope — joy — pride — pain — and passion — with the blast, Come rushing on my soul, — till I believe Some strong enchantment, purposed to deceive, Hath...

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