OH thou! whose soft, bewitching l… Can lull the sting of pain to rest… Oh thou! whose warbling notes insp… The pensive muse with visions bles… Sweet music! let thy melting airs

In sweet pride upon that insult ke… She smiled; then drooping mute and… To the cold comfort of the grave d… It stands where northern willows w… A temple fair and lone;

Heroes of elder days! untaught to… Who bled for Spain on many an anc… Ye, that around the oaken cross of… Stood firm and fearless on Asturi… And with your spirit, ne’er to be…

W have the myrtle’s breath around… Amidst the fallen pillars;–this ha… Some Naiad’s fane of old. How bri… Flinging a vein of silver o’er the… Up thro’ the shadowy grass, the fo…

Thy foes had girt thee with their… O stately Alexandra! - yet the so… Of mirth and music, at the close o… Swelled from thy splendid fabrics,… O’er camp and wave. Within the ro…

Thou see’st her pictured with her… (Famed were those tresses in Prov… Half braided, half o’er cheek and… Let loose, and pouring sunny waves… Her gorgeous vest. A child’s ligh…

WHENCE are those tranquil joys,… To light the wilderness with beams… To sooth our cares, and thro’ the… Their tempered sun-shine, and cele… Those pure delights, ordain’d on l…

Bring me the sounding of the torre… With yet a nearer swell-fresh bree… And river, darkening ne’er with hu… Thy wave’s pure silvery green,-and… Spread far before my cabin, with t…

Hast thou a scene that is not spre… With records of thy glory fled? A monument that doth not tell The tale of liberty’s farewell? Italia! thou art but a grave

Come near!-ere yet the dust Soil the bright paleness of the se… Look on your brother, and embrace… In still and solemn trust! Come near!-once more let kindred l…

‘Thou’rt gone!–thou’rt slumb’ring… With the sounding seas above thee; It is but a restless wo, But a haunting dream to love thee! Thrice the glad swan has sung,

THE hills all glow’d with a festi… For the royal city rejoic’d by nig… There were lamps hung forth upon t… Banners were lifted and streaming… Every tall pillar was wreath’d wit…

Sweets of the wild! that breathe a… On this lone tow’r, this ivy’d wal… Lend to the gale a rich perfume, And grace the ruin in its fall; Tho’ doom’d, remote from careless…

Thy heart is in the upper world, w… Thy heart is where the mountain-fi… And where the snow-peaks gleam lik… And where the Lauwine’s peal is h… I know thou lovest me well, dear f…

Oh! enter not yon shadowy cave, Seek not the bright spars there, Though the whispering pines that o… With freshness fill the air: For there the Patriot Three,