Often rebuked, yet always back ret… To those first feelings that were… And leaving busy chase of wealth a… For idle dreams of things which ca… To—day, I will seek not the shado…

I’ll not weep that thou art going… There’s nothing lovely here; And doubly will the dark world gri… While thy heart suffers there. I’ll not weep, because the summer’…

How beautiful the Earth is still To thee–how full of Happiness; How little fraught with real ill Or shadowy phantoms of distress; How Spring can bring thee glory y…

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere… But most where trees are sending

How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whisper… “ Tomorrow, wake, but, dream to—ni… Yes, Fancy, come, my Fairy love!

That wind I used to hear it swell… With joy divinely deep You might have seen my hot tears w… But rapture made me weep I used to love on winter nights

For him who struck thy foreign str… I ween this heart has ceased to ca… Then why dost thou such feelings b… To my sad spirit—old Guitar? It is as if the warm sunlight

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere… But most where trees are sending

“O day! he cannot die When thou so fair art shining! O Sun, in such a glorious sky, So tranquilly declining; He cannot leave thee now,

Come, walk with me, There’s only thee To bless my spirit now — We used to love on winter nights To wander through the snow;

O thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow… Is mocking at my overthrow; O thy sweet tongue must plead for… And tell why I have chosen thee!

Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree— The holly is dark when the rose—br… But which will bloom most constant… The wild rose-briar is sweet in sp…