Category: Poetry

The Poetical Works of Mrs. Leprohon

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Chapters

10. Chapter 10

If sickness should ever o'ertake me, O! just think how cherished I'll be-- What loving cares, gentle caresses, Shall be showered on fortunate me; While you in some lone, gloomy...

6. Chapter 6

Fierce was the struggle raging then within her judge's breast, For she, that girl, in tones of love, he once had low addressed; And lowly as his haughty heart at earthly shrine...

4. Chapter 4

Like a sea of liquid silver, St. Lawrence, 'neath the sun, Reflected the forest foliage And the Indian wigwams dun, Embracing the fairy islands That its swift tide loving laves,...

7. Chapter 7

She stops, for, lo! in the chamber still, Loud barking of hounds and harsh accents fill The quiet and dreamy air; Swearing at menials--with lowering brow, Earl Rathmore, enterin...

1. Chapter 1

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8. Chapter 8

It may be pleasure's roseate dreams Possess thy wayward heart, Its gilded gauds for better things Leaving alas! no part; Ah! cast away the gems and flowers That bind thy thought...

9. Chapter 9

Yes, there oft fell her fairy feet, there shone the glances bright, That won for her the glorious name of harem's queen and light; There, as she wandered 'mid its bowers, her ro...

3. Chapter 3

Oh weary heart! I have wandered lone Close to Niagara's awful throne; I've gazed till his roar and fearful might Have dulled mine ear and blinded my sight; I've heard the hoarse...

5. Chapter 5

The dusky warriors stood in groups around the funeral pyre, The scowl upon their knotted brows betrayed their vengeful ire. It needed not the cords, the stake, the rites so ster...

2. Chapter 2

The sunbeams' quivering glories softly touched that God-like head, The olives blooming round Him sweet shade and fragrance shed, While o'er His sacred features a tender sadness...

11. Chapter 11

And thou, fair child, with to-morrow's dawn Wilt rise up calm and glad, To cull wild flowers 'mid wood and lawn, Untroubled by memory sad; But, alas! the worldly-wise of earth,...