POEMS
A Picture by Frances Anne Kemble

A Picture by Frances Anne Kemble

Through the half-open'd casement stream'd the lightOf the departing sun. The golden hazeOf the red western sky fell warm and brightInto that chamber large and lone: the ...

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A Wish (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

A Wish (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

Let me not die for ever! when I'm laidIn the cold earth, but let my memoryLive still among ye, like the evening shade,That o'er the sinking day steals placidly.Let me not be ...

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An Answer by Frances Anne Kemble

An Answer by Frances Anne Kemble

Could I be sure that I should dieThe moment you had ceased to love me,I would not turn so fearfullyFrom those fond vows with which you move me.Could I be sure, when passion's ...

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A Noonday Vision by Frances Anne Kemble

A Noonday Vision by Frances Anne Kemble

I saw one whom I love more than my lifeStand on a perilous edge of slippery rock,Under her feet the waters' furious strife,And all around the thunder of their shock,She stood ...

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To My Sister by Frances Anne Kemble

To My Sister by Frances Anne Kemble

IN MARCH 1865A double worship hath the spring, my dear,Triumph, and joy, and sweetness more than wont,For, standing on the threshold of the year,Your life's star shines, full in ...

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A German Legend by Frances Anne Kemble

A German Legend by Frances Anne Kemble

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,'Tis not too much,Gladly that death I dareThy ...

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To The Picture Of A Lady by Frances Anne Kemble

To The Picture Of A Lady by Frances Anne Kemble

Lady, sweet lady, I behold thee yet,With thy pale brow, brown eyes, and solemn air,And billowy tresses of thy golden hair,Which once to see, is never to forget!But for short ...

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A Lover To His Mistress by Frances Anne Kemble

A Lover To His Mistress by Frances Anne Kemble

Oh make not light of love, my lady dear,For, from that sweetest source doth ever flowAll that is likest heaven on earth below.Ill it beseems who worthiest love appear,To scoff ...

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Dream-Land (I) by Frances Anne Kemble

Dream-Land (I) by Frances Anne Kemble

All the night long you come to me in dreams,My lady dear! Ah, wherefore do you so?Surely it is because you do not knowWhat tender mercy from your sweet face streamsWhen thus you ...

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A Rejected Lover To His Mistress (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

A Rejected Lover To His Mistress (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

The love that was too poor to purchase youIs rich enough to buy each noble thing,That may be reached on the untiring wingOf patient, strong pursuit, all that is true,Honest, and ...

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Farewell To Italy by Frances Anne Kemble

Farewell To Italy by Frances Anne Kemble

Farewell awhile, beautiful Italy!My lonely bark is launched upon the seaThat clasps thy shore, and the soft evening galeBreathes from thy coast, and fills my parting sail.Ere ...

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A Spirit’s Voice by Frances Anne Kemble

A Spirit’s Voice by Frances Anne Kemble

It is the dawn! the rosy day awakes,From her bright hair pale showers of dew she shakes,And through the heavens her early pathway takes,Why art thou sleeping!It is the noon! the ...

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Morning By The Seaside by Frances Anne Kemble

Morning By The Seaside by Frances Anne Kemble

With these two kisses on thine eyesI melt thy sleep away—arise!For look, my love, Phœbus his golden handHath laid upon the white mane of the sea,And springing from the fresh ...

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On A Forget-Me-Not by Frances Anne Kemble

On A Forget-Me-Not by Frances Anne Kemble

BROUGHT FROM SWITZERLAND.Flower of the mountain! by the wanderer's handRobbed of thy beauty's short-lived sunny day,Didst thou but blow to gem the stranger's way,And bloom, to ...

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On A Music Box by Frances Anne Kemble

On A Music Box by Frances Anne Kemble

Poor little sprite! in that dark, narrow cellCaged by the law of man's resistless might!With thy sweet, liquid notes, by some strong spell,Compelled to minister to his ...

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Sicilian Song by Frances Anne Kemble

Sicilian Song by Frances Anne Kemble

I planted in my heart one seed of love,Water'd with tears and watch'd with sleepless care.It grew—and when I look'd that it should proveA gracious tree—and blessed harvests ...

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Past Hours by Frances Anne Kemble

Past Hours by Frances Anne Kemble

Two angels have them in eternal keeping.He that beside the deep vaults of the pastStands to receive the treasures, that with weepingAnd lamentation into them men cast,Forgetting ...

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Written In A Diary by Frances Anne Kemble

Written In A Diary by Frances Anne Kemble

They who go down to the relentless deep,After long horrible death of cold and droughtEre the last spark of flickering life goes out,Give to the bitter waves that o'er them ...

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Written After Spending A Day At West Point by Frances Anne Kemble

Written After Spending A Day At West Point by Frances Anne Kemble

Were they but dreams? Upon the darkening world Evening comes down, the wings of fire are furled, On which the day soared to the sunny west: The moon sits calmly like a soul at ...

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Away, Away! Bear Me Away, Away, by Frances Anne Kemble

Away, Away! Bear Me Away, Away, by Frances Anne Kemble

Away, away! bear me away, away,Into the boundless void, thou mighty wind!That rushest on thy midnight way,And leav'st this weary world, far, far behind!Away, away! bear me away, ...

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Woman’s Love by Frances Anne Kemble

Woman’s Love by Frances Anne Kemble

A maiden meek, with solemn, steadfast eyes,Full of eternal constancy and faith,And smiling lips, through whose soft portal sighsTruth's holy voice, with every balmy breath,So ...

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Translation From Victor Hugo by Frances Anne Kemble

Translation From Victor Hugo by Frances Anne Kemble

Thou art like the bird that alights and singsThough the frail spray bends—for he knows he has wings.

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A Petition by Frances Anne Kemble

A Petition by Frances Anne Kemble

Lady, whom my beloved loves so well!When on his clasping arm thy head reclineth,When on thy lips his ardent kisses dwell,And the bright flood of burning light that shinethIn his ...

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An Invocation by Frances Anne Kemble

An Invocation by Frances Anne Kemble

Spirit, bright spirit! from thy narrow cellAnswer me! answer me! oh, let me hearThy voice, and know that thou indeed art near!That from the bonds in which thou'rt forced to ...

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Sonnet Written Among The Ruins Of The Castle At Heidelberg by Frances Anne Kemble

Sonnet Written Among The Ruins Of The Castle At Heidelberg by Frances Anne Kemble

Weep'st thou to see the ruin and decayWhich Time doth wreak upon earth's mighty things?Temples of gods, and palaces of kings,Weep'st thou to see them crumbling all away?Oh I ...

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Sonnet by Frances Anne Kemble

Sonnet by Frances Anne Kemble

SUGGESTED BY SIR THOMAS LAWRENCE OBSERVING THAT WE NEVER DREAM OF OURSELVES YOUNGER THAN WE ARE.Not in our dreams, not even in our dreams Not in our dreams, not even in our ...

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Sonnet On An Edelweiss by Frances Anne Kemble

Sonnet On An Edelweiss by Frances Anne Kemble

Where huge rock buttresses bear up the clouds,With all their floating reservoirs of rain,Where the wide winding sheet of snow enshroudsThe glacier's sapphire clefts and ...

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Sonnet On The American War. by Frances Anne Kemble

Sonnet On The American War. by Frances Anne Kemble

She has gone down! Woe for the world, and allIts weary workers! gazing from afarAt the clear rising of that hopeful star,Star of redemption to each weeping thrallOf pow'r ...

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Sonnet To Harriet St. Leger by Frances Anne Kemble

Sonnet To Harriet St. Leger by Frances Anne Kemble

Whene'er I recollect the happy timeWhen you and I held converse dear together,There come a thousand thoughts of sunny weather,Of early blossoms, and the fresh year's prime,Your ...

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Sonnet. Though Thou Return Unto The Former Things, by Frances Anne Kemble

Sonnet. Though Thou Return Unto The Former Things, by Frances Anne Kemble

Though thou return unto the former things,Fields, woods, and gardens, where thy feet have strayedIn other days, and not a bough, branch, bladeOf tree, or meadow, but the same ...

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Say Thou Not Sadly, Never And No More by Frances Anne Kemble

Say Thou Not Sadly, Never And No More by Frances Anne Kemble

Say thou not sadly, 'never,' and 'no more,'But from thy lips banish those falsest words,While life remains that which was thine beforeAgain may be thine, in Time's storehouse ...

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Written At Trenton Falls by Frances Anne Kemble

Written At Trenton Falls by Frances Anne Kemble

Come down! from where the everlasting hillsOpen their rocky gates to let thee pass,Child of a thousand rapid running rills,And still lakes, where the skies their beauty ...

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Waking by Frances Anne Kemble

Waking by Frances Anne Kemble

Before my senses or my soul awake,Sorrow begins to stir within my heart,Keen anguish dawns before the day doth break,Ere fluttering birds chirp faintly towards the east,A ...

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To Shakespeare (I) by Frances Anne Kemble

To Shakespeare (I) by Frances Anne Kemble

If from the height of that celestial sphereWhere now thou dwell'st, spirit powerful and sweet!Thou yet canst love the race that sojourn here,How must thou joy, with pleasure not ...

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Winter by Frances Anne Kemble

Winter by Frances Anne Kemble

I saw him on his throne, far in the north,Him ye call Winter, picturing him everAn aged man, whose frame, with palsied shiver,Bends o'er the fiery element, his foe.But he I saw ...

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Written On Cramond Beach by Frances Anne Kemble

Written On Cramond Beach by Frances Anne Kemble

Farewell, old playmate! on thy sandy shoreMy lingering feet will leave their print no more,To thy loved side I never may return.I pray thee, old companion, make due mournFor the ...

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The Fall Of Richmond by Frances Anne Kemble

The Fall Of Richmond by Frances Anne Kemble

Roll not a drum—send not a clarion noteOf haughty triumph to the silent sky!Hush'd be the shout of joy in ev'ry throat,And veil'd the flash of pride in ev'ry eye.Not with Te ...

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Scraps. by Frances Anne Kemble

Scraps. by Frances Anne Kemble

Raise it to Heaven, when thine eye fills with tears,For only in a watery sky appearsThe bow of light, and from th' invisible skiesHope's glory shines not, save through weeping ...

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Are They Indeed The Bitterest Tears We Shed by Frances Anne Kemble

Are They Indeed The Bitterest Tears We Shed by Frances Anne Kemble

Are they indeed the bitterest tears we shedThose we let fall over the silent dead?Can our thoughts image forth no darker doom,Than that which wraps us in the peaceful tomb?Whom ...

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The Black Wallflower by Frances Anne Kemble

The Black Wallflower by Frances Anne Kemble

I found a flower in a desolate plot,Where no man wrought,—by a deserted cot,Where no man dwelt, a strange, dark-colour'd gem,Black heavy buds on a pale leafless stem,I pluck'd ...

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Lines On A Sleeping Child by Frances Anne Kemble

Lines On A Sleeping Child by Frances Anne Kemble

O child! who to this evil world art come,Led by the unseen hand of Him who guards thee,Welcome unto this dungeon-house, thy home!Welcome to all the woe this life awards ...

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Lines Written By The Seaside (I) by Frances Anne Kemble

Lines Written By The Seaside (I) by Frances Anne Kemble

O Lesbian! if thy faith were mine,Then might I in that summer seaSeek for a slumber sound as thine,Beneath thy rock of Leucady.But though the waves, with death's control,Might ...

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Lines Written By The Seaside (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

Lines Written By The Seaside (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

If I believed in death, how sweet a bedFor such a blessed slumber could I find,Beneath the blue and sparkling coverlidOf that smooth sea, stirred by no breath of wind.Oh if I ...

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Lines Written In London by Frances Anne Kemble

Lines Written In London by Frances Anne Kemble

Struggle not with thy life!—the heavy doomResist not, it will bow thee like a slave:Strive not! thou shalt not conquer, to thy tombThou shalt go crushed, and ground, though ...

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Lines Written At Sea (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

Lines Written At Sea (Ii) by Frances Anne Kemble

Why art thou weepingOver the happy, happy dead,Who are gone away,From this life of clay,From this fount of tears,From this burthen of years,From sin, from sorrow,From sad ...

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Lines Written At Venice In 1865 by Frances Anne Kemble

Lines Written At Venice In 1865 by Frances Anne Kemble

Sleep, Venice, sleep! the evening gun resoundsOver the waves that rock thee on their breast,The bugle blare to kennel calls the hounds,Who sleepless watch thy waking and thy ...

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Sleepless Nights by Frances Anne Kemble

Sleepless Nights by Frances Anne Kemble

In sleepless nights my sad forgotten luteBreathes with low strains of broken melody,Under my touch long, long had it been mute,But now it sings of its own fantasy.Thou hadst a ...

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On Being Blessed By A Child by Frances Anne Kemble

On Being Blessed By A Child by Frances Anne Kemble

The voice of childhood blessed me—and methoughtIt sounded like a solemn echo caughtOut of that world of light where angels dwell,And sainted souls, who've bid this earth ...

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On A Hollow Friendship by Frances Anne Kemble

On A Hollow Friendship by Frances Anne Kemble

A bitter cheat!—and here at length it ends—And thou and I, who were to one anotherMore closely knit than brother is to brother,Shall not be even as two common friends.Never ...

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Return by Frances Anne Kemble

Return by Frances Anne Kemble

When the bright sun back on his yearly roadComes towards us, his great glory seems to me,As from the sky he pours it all abroad,A golden herald, my beloved, of thee.When from ...

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