Let us stay here: nor ever more de… From this sweet wilderness Nature… Have made, not for light wandering… Through their fair chaos half one… But for th’ abiding place of those…

Fallen from thy parent bough, Poor wither’d leaf, where goest th… From the mountain to the vale, From the forest to the hill I flutter, carried by the gale,

Shelter and succour such as common… Afford the weaker partners of thei… Have I derived from thee’from the… And powerful genius! whose sublime… Still from thy grave governs each…

When the glad sun looks smiling fr… Upon each shadowy glen, and sunny… And that you tread those well-know… Have strayed with you, do not forg… When the warm hearth throws its br…

Lady, sweet lady, I behold thee y… With thy pale brow, brown eyes, an… And billowy tresses of thy golden… Which once to see, is never to for… But for short space I gazed, with…

Merciful spirit! who thy bright th… Hast left, to wander through this… With me, poor child of sin!'€”Ang… Whose guardian wings hung o’er me… And who still walk’st unwearied by…

When the dawn O’er hill and dale Throws her bright veil, Oh, think of me! When the rain

On the lone waters’ shore Wander I yet; Brooding those moments o’er I should forget. Till the broad foaming surge

Though thou return unto the former… Fields, woods, and gardens, where… In other days, and not a bough, br… Of tree, or meadow, but the same a… As when thou lovedst them in forme…

WRITTEN AT OATLANDS. I SHALL come no more to the Ced… The fairies’ palace, beside the st… Where the yellow sun-rays at morni… Through their tresses dark, with a…

Could I be sure that I should die The moment you had ceased to love… I would not turn so fearfully From those fond vows with which yo… Could I be sure, when passion’s l…

If in thy heart the spring of joy… All beauteous things, being reflec… Most beautiful and joyful do appea… But if that treasure hath been fro… If emptiness, and darkness, in thy…

Many a league of salt sea rolls Between us, yet I think our souls… Dear friend, are still as closely… As when we wandered side by side, Some seven years gone, in that fai…

Let me not die for ever! when I’m… In the cold earth; but let my memo… Live still among ye, like the even… That o’er the sinking day steals p… Let me not be forgotten! though th…

The end is come: in thunder and wi… Autumn has stormed the golden hous… She going—lingers yet—sweet glance… Of kind farewell upon the land she… And leaves. No more the sunny lan…