Love Poems – Page 2480
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Song of Thyrsis
The turtle on yon withered bough, / That lately mourned her murdered mate, / Has found another comrade now— … -
The Wild Honeysuckle
Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, / Hid in this silent, dull retreat, / Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, … -
The Indian Burying-Ground
In spite of all the learned have said, / I still my old opinion keep; / The posture that we give the dead … -
Death's Epitaph
Death in this tomb his weary bones hath laid, / Sick of dominion o’er the human kind; / Behold what devastations he hath made, … -
The Parting Glass
The man that joins in life’s career / And hopes to find some comfort here, / To rise above this earthly mass,— … -
On the Ruins of a Country Inn
Where now these mingled ruins lie / A temple once to Bacchus rose, / Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, … -
On a Travelling Speculator
On scent of game from town to town he flew, / The soldier’s curse pursued him on his way; / Care in his eye, and anguish on his brow, … -
The Scurrilous Scribe
His soul extracted from the public sink, / For discord born he splasht around his ink; / In scandal foremost, as by scandal fed, … -
To a Caty-Did
in a branch of willow hid / Sings the evening Caty-did: / From the lofty-locust bough … -
To a Honey Bee
Thou, born to sip the lake or spring, / Or quaff the waters of the stream, / Why hither come, on vagrant wing? …
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