The wild winds weep， And the night is a-cold； Come hither， Sleep， And my griefs unfold： But lo！ the morning peeps Over the eastern steeps， And the rus...
I rose up at the dawn of day—— `Get thee away！ get thee away！ Pray'st thou for riches？ Away！ away！ This is the Throne of Mammon grey.&...
Fresh from the dewy hill， the merry year Smiles on my head and mounts his flaming car； Round my young brows the laurel wreathes a shade， And rising gl...
The Caverns of the Grave I've seen， And these I show'd to England's Queen. But now the Caves of Hell I view， Who shall I dare to show them...
When early morn walks forth in sober grey， Then to my black-eyed maid I haste away； When evening sits beneath her dusky bow'r， And gently sighs aw...
The Door of Death is made of gold， That mortal eyes cannot behold； But when the mortal eyes are clos'd， And cold and pale the limbs repos'd， T...
Whether on Ida's shady brow， Or in the chambers of the East， The chambers of the sun， that now From ancient melody have ceas'd； Whether in Hea...
Come， kings， and listen to my song： When Gwin， the son of Nore， Over the nations of the North His cruel sceptre bore； The nobles of the land did feed ...
Golden Apollo， that thro' heaven wide Scatter'st the rays of light， and truth's beams， In lucent words my darkling verses dight， And wash ...
When silver snow decks Susan's clothes， And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's nose， The blushing bank is all my care， With hearth so red， and ...