Category: Poetry
This is my fair resort, the Summer Sun Is rising there, the ocean gleams like gold, On which his rolling chariot burns like fire. Ten thousand birds are up in branch and air, To hail this coronation, every day Repeated from the first to last of time. It is a glorious sight, an...
How wild this scene, among the mountains lit By moonbeams. Ivied bluff and cedared bank, And river rippling o'er its gravelly floor. The cool and silence, and the holy night, Re...
3. Chapter 3A tale of happy love! 'Tis like my fate. Two youthful beings, yearning each for love, Met by a haunted stream, with ivied banks, Beneath the evening star--the star of love. Thei...
1. Chapter 1This is my fair resort, the Summer Sun Is rising there, the ocean gleams like gold, On which his rolling chariot burns like fire. Ten thousand birds are up in branch and air, To...
2. Chapter 2Again I meet my love. 'Tis wondrous bliss, That such a Moon shines on my spirit's night. Like yonder moon, at times, she disappears;-- But still the virtue of her visit stays, T...
4. Chapter 4Above this field that shines an Eden, lo! That wondrous arch of many married hues: A gorgeous belt, round Nature's lovely waist! Sure, earth now seems no place of graves. A wide...