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Plays and poems

Boker, George H. (1823-1890)

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SONGS AND SONNETS.

THE ROSE OF GRANADA.

[There was a gay maiden lived down by the mill]

[Yes, I loved her! Bear me witness]

[When we meet again, shall I behold no shrinking]

[The fever in my blood has died]

[I sit beneath the sunbeams' glow]

[Wheel on thy axle, softly run]

THE AWAKING OF THE POETICAL FACULTY.

TO ANDREW JACKSON.

TO LOUIS NAPOLEON.

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[I. Lear and Cordelia! 'twas an ancient tale]

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[II. Stand, thou great bulwark of man's liberty]

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[III. At length the tempest from the North has burst]

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[IV. Far from the Baltic to the Euxine's strand]

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[V. O, men of England, with an anxious heart]

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[VI. Once more old England's banner on the gale]

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[VII. Faint not nor tremble, birthplace of my sires]

TO THE MEMORY OF JOHN SERGEANT.

TO THE MEMORY OF M. A. R.

TO THE MEMORY OF S. S.

TO BAYARD TAYLOR.

[How the fixed gaze of unadmiring time]

[Dear is the fruit of sorrow, priceless store]

[Not when the buxom form which nature wears]

[Spring, in the gentle look with which she turns]

[Either the sum of this sweet mutiny]

[I'll call thy frown a headsman, passing grim]

[Nay, not to thee, to nature I will tie]

[How canst thou call my modest love impure]

[Why shall I chide the hand of wilful Time]

[Love is that orbit of the restless soul]

[Thou who dost smile upon me, yet unknown]

[Fear not, dear maid, the love I give to thee]

[Where lags my mistress while the drowsy year]

[O! would that Fortune might bestow on me]

[Your love to me appears in doubtful signs]

[No gentle touches of your timid hand]

[Doubt is the offspring of a self-distrust]

[As at an altar, love, behold me kneel]

[I do assure thee, love, each kiss of thine]

[To win and lose thee! In one hour to sa,]

[Here part we, love, beneath the world's broad eye]

[And shall we part without a parting kis?]

[No hope is mine, no comfort mine; for I]

[Imagine, love, that I bent over thee]

[My lady sighs, and I am far away]

[If, by an absence of unnumbered years]

[Hence, cold despair! I do believe that they]

ON MY LADY'S LETTER.

[The ghostly midnight settles on my heart]

[In this deep hush and quiet of my soul]

[I have been mounted on life's topmost wave]

[Ah! would to heaven that this dear misery]

[Sometimes, in bitter fancy, I bewail]

[To-night the tempest rages. All without]

[Another shriek like that, O furious wind]

[Again the tireless winds are rushing past]

[Thank Heaven, a lull—a lull in the long roar]

[What fancy, or what flight of wingéd thought]

[I know art hardens what my love would speak]

[Yet, love, forgive thy Poet if his lays]

[O! for some spirit, some magnetic spark]

[There is a sorrow underlies mere grief]

[To love thee absent were sufficient pain]

[Why should I cheat my heart with open lies]

[Ah! let me live on memories of old]

[In vain to thee I stretch imploring arms]

[Time shall not dry thy ever-falling tears]

[I do not sorrow that thy love was cast]

[I heard a voice that through the midnight cried]

[Like old King Hamlet sleeping in the flowers]

[No forward step in all my history]

[I will not blazon forth thy sacred name]

[As a sad hermit in his cloistered cell]

[Only through this, this precious gift of song]

[Fate, of all seasons, chose the happy time]

[I shall be faithful, though the weary years]

[I have not turned for sympathy to friends]

[Across the waters, through the void of night]

[Here let the motions of the world be still]

[All the world's malice, all the spite of fate]

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Plays and poems

George H. Boker

1823-1890

Ticknor and Fields

Boston

1857