Date: 1804, 1807
"Their souls shall reach the Sabbath of the skies;-- / As birds, from bleak Norwegia's wintry coast / Blown out to sea, strive to regain the shore, / But, vainly striving; yield them to the blast,-- / Swept o'er the deep to Albion's genial isle, / Amazed they light amid the bloomy sprays / Of som...
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Date: 1807
"No, no; fear, hatred, envy, all have steeled / The heart of England's Queen."
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Date: 1807
"Miscreant! thy words, far from appalling me / With the full marshalled horrors of this day, / They steel my heart"
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Date: 1809, 1812
"Or through some fairy palace fancy roves, / And studs, with ruby lamps, the fretted roof / Or paints with every colour of the bow / Spotless parterres, all freakt with snow-white flowers, / Flowers that no archetype in nature own."
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Date: 1809, 1812
"Alas, her hopes are transient as that blaze, / And direful images her fancy crowd"
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Date: 1809, 1812
One may "leave the friends of youthful years, / And mould [his] heart anew, to take the stamp / Of foreign friendships, in a foreign land"
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Date: 1809, 1812
One may "mould [his] heart anew, to take the stamp / Of foreign friendships, in a foreign land"
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Date: w. August 1814
"Fill for me a brimming bowl / *And let me in it drown my soul: */ But put therein some drug, designed */ To Banish Women from my mind."
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Date: w. August 1814
"Yet as the Tuscan mid the snow / Of Lapland thinks on sweet Arno, / Even so for ever shall she be / The Halo of my Memory."
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Date: 1817
"When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit, / And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; / Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, / And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head."
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