The Stars are heaven's ministers; Right royally they teach God's glory and omnipotence, In wondrous lowly speech. All eloquent with music as The tremblings of a lyre,...
"Oh for a pen of light, a tongue of fire, That every word might burn in living flame Upon the age's brow, and leave one name Engraven on the future! One desire...
In the mildest, greenest grove Blest by sprite or fairy, Where the melting echoes rove, Voices sweet and airy; Where the streams Drink the beams Of the Sun, As they run Riverward...
Young Love sat in a rosy bower, Towards the close of a summer day; At the evening's dusky hour, Truth bent her blessed steps that way; Over her face Beaming a grace Never bestowed on child of clay....
Like a bold, adventurous swain, Just a year ago to-day, I launched my bark on a radiant main, And Hymen led the way: "Breakers ahead!" he cried, As he sought to overwhelm...
Day by day, with startling fleetness, Life speeds away; Love, alone, can glean its sweetness, Love while you may. While the soul is strong and fearless, While the eye is bright and tearless,...
A joy from my soul's departed, A bliss from my heart is flown, As weary, weary-hearted, I wander alone - alone! The night wind sadly sigheth A withering, wild refrain, And my heart within me dieth...
All peacefully gliding, The waters dividing, The indolent b'tteau moved slowly along, The rowers, light-hearted, From sorrow long parted, Beguiled the dull moments with laughter and song:...
Her love is like the hardy flower That blooms amid the Alpine snows; Deep-rooted in an icy bower, No blast can chill its sweet repose; But fresh as is the tropic rose, Drenched in mellowest sunny beams,...