In the busy haunts of men.
-- Felicia D. Hemas (1794-1835)
-- Tale of the Secret Tribunal, Part i
-- Felicia D. Hemas (1794-1835)
-- Tale of the Secret Tribunal, Part i
Related:
- I had a hat. It was not all a hat,--
Part of the brim was gone:
Yet still I wore it on. -- Felicia D. Hemas (1794... - I have looked on the hills of the stormy North,
And the larch has hung his tassels forth.
Felicia D. Hemas (1794-1835) -- The Voice of... - Oh, call my brother back to me!
I cannot play alone:
The summer comes with flower and bee,-- Where is... - Alas for love, if thou wert all,
And naught beyond,
O Earth! -- Felicia D. Hemas (1794-1835) -- The Graves... - Calm on the bosom of thy God,
Fair spirit, rest thee now!
Felicia D. Hemas (1794-1835) -- Siege of Valencia... - Come to the sunset tree!
The day is past and gone;
The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work... - The stately homes of England,--
How beautiful they stand,
Amid their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant... - Ay, call it holy ground,
The soil where first they trod:
They have left unstained what there they found,-- ... - Leaves have their time to fall,
And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath,
And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasons for...
