BLOW, mountain-breeze! all wild,… Unfetter’d as thy wing, I rove; With airy step and spirit free, From snowy cliff, to shadowy grove… And teach lone echoes to prolong,

Dark lowers our fate, And terrible the storm that gather… But nothing, till that latest agon… Which severs thee from nature, sha… This fix’d and sacred hold. In th…

Thou sleepest but when wilt thou w… When the fawn awakes in the forest… When the lark’s wing mounts with t… When the first rich breath of the… Lovely thou sleepest, yet somethin…

THO’ dark are the prospects and h… Tho’ life is a desert, and cheerle… Yet still shall affection adorn it… Whose fragrance shall never decay! And, lo! to embrace thee, my broth…

Where hath not a woman stood, Strong in affection’s might? a ree… By an o’er mastering current! GENTLE and lovely form, What didst thou here,

His very heart athirst To gaze at nature in her green arr… Upon the ship’s tall side he stand… With visions prompted by intense d… Fair fields appear below, such as…

OH, Thou! before whose radiant sh… Entranc’d, adoring seraphs bend; Eternal source of light divine! Wilt Thou thy hallow’d ear inclin… And mortal pray’r attend?

Child, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away; Mother, with thine earnest eye, Ever following silently; Father, by the breeze of eve,

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…

Rome, Rome! thou art no more As thou hast been! On thy seven hills of yore Thou satst a queen. Thou hadst thy triumphs then

Warrior! whose image on thy tomb, With shield and crested head, Sleeps proudly in the purple gloom By the stain’d window shed; The records of thy name and race

LET others love the pearly tear, The blushing cheek adorning; And say, ’tis like the dew-drop cl… That gems the rose of morning. Let others love to see the fair

What deep wounds ever clos’d witho… The heart’s bleed longest, and but… That which disfigures it. Childe Harold ROYAL in splendour went down the…

She stood upon the loftiest peak, Amidst the clear blue sky, A bitter smile was on her cheek, And a dark flash in her eye. ‘Dost thou see then, boy?-through…

A sound of woe in Salem! - mournf… Rose from her dwellings - youthful… Tears flowing fast from dim and ag… And voices mingling in tumultuous… Hands raised to heaven in agony of…