The fountains serenade the flowers, Upon their silver lute-- And, nestled in their leafy bowers, The forest-birds are mute: The bright and glittering hosts above Unbar their golden gates,...
Georgie, come home!--Life's tendrils cling about thee, Where'er thou art, by wayward fancy led. We miss thee, love!--Home is not home without thee-- The light and glory of the house have fled:...
The woods waved welcome in the breeze, When, many years ago, Lured by the songs of birds and bees, I sought the dell below; And there, in that secluded spot, Where silver streamlets roved,...
'Twas in the flush of summer-time, Some twenty years or more, When Ernest lost his way, and crossed The threshold of our door. I'll ne'er forget his locks of jet, His brow of Alpine snow,...
This word beyond all others, Makes us love our country most, Makes us feel that we are brothers, And a heart-united host!-- With hosanna let our banner From the house-tops be unfurled,...
Come, come to me, love! Come, love!--Arise And shame the bright stars With the light of thine eyes; Look out from thy lattice-- Oh, lady-bird, hear! A swan on the water-- My gondola's near!...
To know a man well, it is said, Walter Gay, On shipboard with him you should be: If this maxim's true, then well I know you, For we sailed together the sea, Walter Gay, For we sailed together the sea. ...
Wearies my love of my letters? Does she my silence command? Sunders she Love's rosy fetters As though they were woven of sand? Tires she too of each token Indited with many a sigh?...
My Mary's voice!--It is the hour She promised to be here: Taught by love's mysterious power, I know that she is near. I hear the melody she sings Beneath our happy dome,...
Fare thee well--we part for ever! All regrets are now in vain! Fate decrees that we must sever, Ne'er to meet on earth again. Other skies may bend above thee, Other hearts may seek thy shrine,...
Droop not, brothers! As we go, O'er the mountains, Under the boughs of mistletoe, Log huts we'll rear, While herds of deer and buffalo Furnish the cheer. File o'er the mountains--steady, boys...
When other friends are round thee, And other hearts are thine-- When other bays have crowned thee, More fresh and green than mine-- Then think how sad and lonely This doating heart will be,...
Where Hudson's wave o'er silvery sands Winds through the hills afar, Old Cronest like a monarch stands, Crowned with a single star! And there, amid the billowy swells Of rock-ribbed, cloud-capped earth,...
I clasp your hand in mine, Willie, And fancy I've the art To see, while gazing in your face, What's passing in your heart: 'Tis joy an honest man to hold, That gem of modest worth,...
Heigh-ho! for a husband!--Heigh-ho! There's danger in longer delay! Shall I never again have a beau? Will nobody marry me, pray! I begin to feel strange, I declare! With beauty my prospects will fade--...