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Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood

Osgood, Frances Sargent Locke (1811-1850)

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POEMS
  
[Love! no more, with soul of fire]
  
TO THE SPIRIT OF POETRY.
  
ERMENGARDE'S AWAKENING.
  
EURYDICE.
  
UPBRAID ME NOT.
  
VICTORIA,
  
A FLIGHT OF FANCY.
  
THE COCOA-NUT TREE.
  
THE BABY AND THE BREEZE.
  
LABORARE EST ORARE.
  
PURITY'S PEARL;
  
FRAGMENTS OF AN UNFINISHED STORY.
  
ADDRESS,
  
THE INDIAN MAID'S REPLY TO THE MISSIONARY.
  
WOMAN.
  
TO A CHILD PLAYING WITH A WATCH.
  
TO ---.
  
A REMEMBRANCE.
  
THE MAGIC PRISM.
  
THE CID.
  
FIRST AFFECTION.
  
A DREAM.
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LULIN; OR, THE DIAMOND FAY.
  
THE STATUE TO PYGMALION.
  
IDA TO ERNEST.
  
THE FAN.
  
NO!
  
ONE RADIANT EVE.
  
CALUMNY.
  
TO S. S. OSGOOD.
  
THE FLOWERS AND GEMS OF GENIUS.
  
FORGIVE AND FORGET.
  
A FAREWELL TO A HAPPY DAY.
  
THANK GOD, I GLORY IN THY LOVE!
  
HAD WE BUT MET.
  
THE FOLDED FLOWER.
  
BELIEVE ME, 'TIS NO PANG.
  
“WE PART FOR EVER!”
  
FAREWELL.
  
ALONE.
  
TO SLEEP.
  
A WEED.
  
TO ---.
  
OH! BEAUTIFUL ART THOU.
  
NEW ENGLAND.
  
NEW ENGLAND'S MOUNTAIN-CHILD.
  
THE EXILE'S LAMENT.
  
ON PARTING FOR A TIME WITH AN INFANT'S PORTRAIT.
  
FANNY'S FIRST SMILE.
  
ELLEN LEARNING TO WALK.
  
CONTENTMENT.
  
“WEARY OF YOU!”
  
THE STARLIGHT AND MUSIC OF HOME.
  
TO MY MOTHER.
  
TO A DEAR SISTER.
  
TO A MAIDEN IN DOUBT.
  
TO MARY.
  
TO MRS. O.
  
TO AMELIA WELBY.
  
TO SIBYL.
  
TO SARAH,
  
TO LITTLE MAY VINCENT.
  
TO MY PEN.
  
TO A SLANDERED POETESS.
  
TO AN IDEA THAT WOULDN'T “COME.”
  
ON SIVORI'S VIOLIN.
  
WHAT CAN BE THE MATTER?
  
VENUS AND THE MODERN BELLE.
  
A REMONSTRANCE.
  
IMPROMPTU, TO ---.
  
OLD FRIENDS.
  
“THE HOURS AWAKING THE MORNING.”
  
THE LANGUAGE OF GEMS.
  
GOLDEN RULES IN RHYME.
  
MARION'S SONG IN THE SCHOOL-ROOM.
  
BEAUTY'S PRAYER.
  
I DEARLY LOVE A CHANGING CHEEK.
  
TO A TRIFLER.
  
THE LOVE MY HEART ACCORDED YOU.
  
CAPRICE.
  
A DANCING GIRL.
  
IMPROMPTU AT SEA.
  
THE POET'S REPLY TO UNDESERVED PRAISE.
  
UNDINE TO ---.
  
OH! HASTEN TO MY SIDE.
  
THE GENTLE WORD.
  
JE VEILLE SUR TOI, MA MÈRE!
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SACRED POEMS.
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BALLADS AND TALES.
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FLORAL FANCIES.
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SONGS.

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LXXI. WOULD I WERE ONLY A SPIRIT OF SONG!

Oh! would I were only a spirit of song!
I'd float for ever around, above you:
If I were a spirit, it wouldn't be wrong,
It couldn't be wrong, to love you!
I'd hide in the light of a moonbeam bright,
I'd sing Love's lullaby softly o'er you,
I'd bring rare visions of pure delight
From the land of dreams before you.
Oh! if I were only a spirit of song,
I'd float for ever around, above you,
For a musical spirit could never do wrong,
And it wouldn't be wrong to love you!
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