The Poems, Sacred, Passionate, and Humorous, of Nathaniel Parker Willis

Paperback | October 12, 2012

byNathaniel Parker Willis

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1846 edition. Excerpt: ...Lying beneath her heart, I would but press One kiss upon its lips, and take away My life--that was a blight upon her years. Isidore. I was that child! LOED IVON. Yes--and I heard the cry. Of thy small " piping mouth" as 'twere a call From my remembering star. I waited only Thy mother's strength to bear the common shock Of death within the doors. She rose at last, And, oh! so sweetly pale! And thou, my child! My heart misgave me as I look'd upon thee; But he was ever at her side whose name She murmur'd in her sleep; and, lingering on To drink a little of thy sweetness more Before I died, I watch'd their stolen love As she had been my daughter, with a pure, Passionless joy that I should leave her soon To love him as she would. I know not how To tell thee more. Come, sweet! she is not worthy Of tears like thine and mine! She fled and left me The very night! The poison was prepared--And she had been a widow with the morn Rich as Golconda. As the midnight chimed, My star rose. Gazing on its mounting orb, I raised the chalice--but a weakness came Over my heart; and, taking up the lamp, I glided to her chamber, and removed The curtains for a last, a parting look Upon my child. Had she but taken thee, I could have felt she had a mother's heart, And drain'd the chalice still. I could not leave My babe alone in such a heartless world! Isidore. Thank God! Thank God! TO ERMENGARDE. I Know not if the sunshine waste---The world is dark since thou art gone! The hours are, oh! so leaden-paced! The birds sing, and the stars float on, But sing not well, and look not fair--A weight is in the summer air, And sadness" in the sight of flowers; And if I go where others smile, Their love but makes me think of ours, And heavier gets my heart the while. Like one...

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1846 edition. Excerpt: ...Lying beneath her heart, I would but press One kiss upon its lips, and take away My life--that was a blight upo...

Format:PaperbackDimensions:82 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.17 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217305067

ISBN - 13:9780217305068

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