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!

THE linnet in the rocky dells, The moor-lark in the air, The bee among the heather bells That hide my lady fair: The wild deer browse above her bre…

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

Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert sky? All through the night, your glorio…

Silent is the house: all are laid… One alone looks out o’er the snow-… Watching every cloud, dreading eve… That whirls the wildering drift, a… Cheerful is the hearth, soft the m…

Come, the wind may never again Blow as now it blows for us; And the stars may never again shin… Long before October returns, Seas of blood will have parted us;

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…

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…

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

Riches I hold in light esteem; And Love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer

I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask, no eye would… I never caused a thought of gloom, A smile of joy, since I was born. In secret pleasure, secret tears,

Tell me, tell me, smiling child, What the past is like to thee? “An Autumn evening soft and mild With a wind that sighs mournfully.… Tell me, what is the present hour?