Category: Poetry
YOUNG STANLEY’S congratulations that he alone knew of the communication held by Lucy Ellet and her sister with the mysterious creature whom he had seen, were not destined to be of long duration. The lady of the vapor was soon beheld by various other persons of the village at d...
It was a bright and beautiful morning in March, when Clara, after taking an affectionate leave of her cousin, whom, despite her little foibles, she tenderly loved, was seated by...
3. CHAPTER XII.Can no rest find me, no private place secure me But still my miseries like bloodhounds haunt me? Unfortunate young man, which way now guides thee. Guides thee from death? the co...
5. CHAPTER XIV.I, that please some, try all: both joy and terror Of good and bad;—that make and unfold error— Now take upon me in the name of Time To see my wings. Impute it not a crime To me...
2. CHAPTER XI.Through solid curls of smoke, the bursting fires Climb in tall pyramids above the spires, Concentring all the winds; whose forces, driven With equal rage from every point of hea...
1. CHAPTER X.YOUNG STANLEY’S congratulations that he alone knew of the communication held by Lucy Ellet and her sister with the mysterious creature whom he had seen, were not destined to be...
6. CHAPTER I.Far from the mad’ning crowds ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray, Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the even tenor of their way. GRAY’S ELEGY.
9. CHAPTER IV.“My dear Florence,” said Mr. Cleveland, as he entered the room, some days after the circumstances related in the preceding chapter; “Mr. Preston is in the parlor, and if you and...
4. CHAPTER XIII.Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear! They were born to blush in her shining hair: She is leaving the home of her childhood’s mirth, She hath bid farewell to her...
8. CHAPTER III.“Clara, my love,” said Mrs. Cleveland one morning to our heroine, “you have now been here for some weeks, and have received several calls, not half so many though as you would h...
7. CHAPTER II.It was the last evening of Mrs. Cleveland’s stay; and Clara was dressed with peculiar taste. An observing eye could also have discovered, that the freshest and rarest flowers de...