Frances Sargent Osgood
Poems (8)
- A Dancing GirlShe comes—the spirit of the dance!
- Calumnya whisper woke the air,
- LaborPause not to dream of the future before us;
- On a Dead PoetThe hand that swept the sounding lyre
- On Sivori's ViolinA dryad’s home was once the tree
- SongYour heart is a music-box, dearest!
- To My BookFarewell! my fragile, flower-filled book!
- To SleepCome to me, angel of the weary hearted!