Never, oh never more! shall I beh… Thy form so fair; Or loosen from its braids the ripp… Of thy long hair. Never, oh never more! shall I be…

The waterfall is calling me With its merry gleesome flow, And the green boughs are beckoning… To where the wild flowers grow: I may not go, I may not go,

Terrible music, whose strange utte… Seemed like the spell of some drea… Motionless misery, impotent despai… With beckoning visions of things d… Restless desire, sharp poignant ag…

Two angels have them in eternal ke… He that beside the deep vaults of… Stands to receive the treasures, t… And lamentation into them men cast… Forgetting that alone they hold th…

Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that i… Of life, which I am doomed to til… Spring’st like a noisome weed! I… For thee, and yet thou still com’s… My plot of earth with thy unwelcom…

Lady, whom my beloved loves so wel… When on his clasping arm thy head… When on thy lips his ardent kisses… And the bright flood of burning li… In his dark eyes, is poured into t…

Blame not my tears, love, to you h… The brightest, best gift, God to… The sunlight of hope on your heart… And shines from your heart on this… Blame not my tears, love, on you h…

SUGGESTED BY SIR THO… Not in our dreams, not even in our… Not in our dreams, not even in our… May we return to that sweet land o… That home of hope, of innocence, a…

Two things remain unalter’d in thi… Tho’ since I came here forty year… The smiling loveliness of Nature’… And the fine spirit of kindly, cou… That still presides here as it did…

As o’er the chasm I breathless hu… Thus from the depths the siren sun… “Down, down into the womb Of earth, the daylight’s tomb, Where the sun’s eyes

Round thy steep castle walls, Who seeks thy love must ride, Who from their dizzy summit falls, Must death abide. O Lady proud and fair,

The hours are past, love, Oh, fled they not too fast, love! Those happy hours, when down the m… We saw the rosy mists of morning g… And hand in hand, went forth upon…

Here’s a health to thee, Bard of… To the goblet’s brim we will fill; For all that to life is endearing, Thy strains have made dearer still… Wherever fond woman’s eyes eclipse

A maiden meek, with solemn, steadf… Full of eternal constancy and fait… And smiling lips, through whose so… Truth’s holy voice, with every bal… So journeys she along life’s crowd…

I cannot sleep for thinking of thy… Which thrusts itself between the d… Scaring my rest. Oh, for Heaven’s… Haunt me not with this speechless… What could I do that I have left…