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Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems

by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes

Bayly, Thomas Haynes (1797-1839)

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[VERSE EXTRACTED FROM MEMOIR]

MOURNFUL RECOLLECTIONS.

[If any poet can express]

[Oh! think not, Helena, of leaving us yet]

[He is gone! the bright star of a nation is hurled]

[Go, little Ruby Heart! and live]

[Oh may'st thou be happy, my early young friend]

[Cling to the Cross, thou lone one]

[I welcome thee back again, Spirit of Song!]

[Oh! hadst thou never shared my fate]

[Old Boat! I wish a lot were mine]

['Twas in a happy summer hour]

[May the young Queen be happy, and calm her renown]

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LOVES OF THE BUTTERFLIES.

I.

I. I'D BE A BUTTERFLY BORN IN A BOWER.

II.

II. OH! FOLLY CAUGHT ME, AS I SLEPT.

III.

III. BUTTERFLY BEAU.

IV.

IV. ROUND MY OWN PRETTY ROSE.

V.

V. MY OWN BLUE BELL! MY PRETTY BLUE BELL!

VI.

VI. LONG AGO, ERE MY WINGS WERE UNFURL'D.

VII.

VII. THE BUTTERFLY WAS A GENTLEMAN.

VIII.

VIII. EACH BOWER HAS BEAUTY FOR ME.

IX.

IX. ONE MORN I LEFT MY BOAT, TO STRAY.

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MELODIES OF VARIOUS NATIONS.

HARK! FROM YONDER HOLY PILE.

THEY MAY TALK OF SCENES THAT ARE BRIGHT AND FAIR.

THOUGH NOW WE PART.

OH, DO NOT GIVE WAY TO THE SHADOWS OF CARE

IN HOURS OF GRIEF, WHEN EV'RY THOUGHT RENEWS.

YOUTH'S BOSOM, WHEN JOY FLOURISHES.

CAN WE BANISH THE PAST? CAN WE EVER RENOUNCE.

WHEN METEOR-LIGHTS DANCE O'ER THE FEN.

IT IS IN THE VOICE OF YEARS THAT ARE GONE.

IN HAPPIER HOURS.

TO THE HOME OF MY CHILDHOOD IN SORROW I CAME.

GO, MY OWN DARLING BOY.

THINK NOT OF THE FUTURE, THE PROSPECT IS UNCERTAIN.

THE DANCE IS DESERTED, THE REVELLERS GONE.

O LEAVE ME TO MY SORROW.

OH! CUPID'S BOW.

COME LET US PASS THE SOCIAL GLASS.

“TOUJOURS LE MEME” WAS ENGRAV'D ON THE TOKEN.

HARK, THE CONVENT BELLS ARE RINGING.

WE MEET AGAIN, BUT NOT IN BLISS.

THERE CAME FROM THE WARS ON A JET BLACK STEED.

FLY FORWARD MY BOAT! BEAR ME OVER THE OCEAN.

I'LL WATCH FOR THEE.

HAIL, SOURCE OF JOY! THY MAGIC TOUCH HATH GIVEN.

SHE NEVER BLAMED HIM—NEVER.

YOU THINK I AM UNFEELING.

WHEN THE EYE OF BEAUTY CLOSES.

I HAVE SENT BACK EV'RY TOKEN.

IN HALLS OF PRIDE.

GO! MAY'ST THOU BE HAPPY.

THERE'S MUSIC AND MIRTH ON THE OCEAN.

WEEP NOT AROUND ME.

I'LL SING TO THEE THE FONDEST LAYS.

HARK! HARK! I HEAR A DISTANT DRUM.

OH! NO! WE NEVER MENTION HER.

I'M SADDEST WHEN I SING.

GOD OF THE FATHERLESS.

FLY AWAY, POOR CAPTIVE BIRD.

BEHOLD THE SHIPS.

I'LL FIND YOU OUT.

WHERE IS HE NOW!

I WILL LOVE YOU.

THE DESERTED BRIDE.

THE LADY'S PAGE.

O SMILE NOT UPON ME.

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MINIATURE LYRICS.

IN THIS FRIGID PLANET.

OPEN YOUR CASEMENT, MY DEAR.

MARY, THINK OF ME.

I'LL BE TRUE TO THEE.

OH! HEAR MY SWEET GUITAR.

THE LITTLE PET PLANT.

THE QUEEN OF THE MAY.

WHY DO WE LOVE?

TRUTH AND YOUNG ROMANCE.

TOO MANY LOVES.

MAY THY LOT IN LIFE BE HAPPY.

TELL ME NO MORE.

OH SAY NOT 'TWERE A KEENER BLOW.

THE LAST GREEN LEAF.

THE DAUGHTER OF MEATH.

THE LITTLE BARK.

GIVE THAT WREATH TO ME.

ART THOU THEN FORSAKEN.

THE BANNER SHOULD WAVE.

LOVE'S MINSTREL.

OH! MAY WE HOPE THO' COLD AND DEAD.

OH ASK ME NOT FOR SPORTIVE LAYS.

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AIRS OF HAUT-TON.

AWAY WITH NATURE'S MELODIES.

THIS IS MY ELDEST DAUGHTER, SIR.

LORD HARRY HAS WRITTEN A NOVEL.

MY WIFE IS VERY MUSICAL.

I MUST COME OUT NEXT SPRING, MAMA.

MY HUSBAND MEANS EXTREMELY WELL.

AWAY WITH THE DAYLIGHT.

THE MEN ARE ALL CLUBBING TOGETHER.

IN THE DAYS OF MY GREAT GRANDMAMA.

OH! LET NOT YOUR PASSION FOR MARY THE MAID.

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SONGS FOR THE GRAVE AND GAY.

ROMANCE FOR ME.

THERE IS NOT ONE FAMILIAR FACE.

OH TEACH MY HEART.

UPBRAID ME NOT.

SAY WHERE IS VIRTUE'S DWELLING?

I CAN NEVER LOVE YOU MORE.

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SONGS OF FASHIONABLE LIFE.

NOT GO TO TOWN THIS SPRING, PAPA!

THE ARCHERY MEETING.

I'M JUST EIGHTEEN, AND QUITE A MAN.

FOR FIFTEEN SPRINGS I HAVE BEEN OUT.

WHAT IS LONDON'S LAST NEW LION?

THE LAST MAN OF THE SEASON.

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SONGS FROM A FOREIGN LAND.

OH! THIS WORLD OF OURS.

NEVER, MY CHILD, FORGET TO PRAY.

WHY AT THAT MERRY STRAIN.

OH! CALL IT NOT FOLLY.

I LOVE TO PACE THE RUIN'D CELL.

OH! VIRTUE KNOWS NO HOPELESS GRIEF.

FILL PLEASURE'S BOWL.

SIMILITUDES FOR WOMAN.

COULD SORROW KILL.

LOVE LIKE THE WEARY BIRD.

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SONGS OF THE OLD CHATEAU.

THE TAPESTRY WAVES IN THE BREEZE OF THE NIGHT.

I'VE HEARD MY OWN DEAR MOTHER SING.

GUESS THE NAME.

I WORE THE ROBES OF A NOBLE BRIDE.

TELL ME THAT HE LIVES.

THOSE JOYOUS VILLAGE BELLS.

COME DECK ME FOR THE DANCE AGAIN.

THINK NOT OF ME, POOR PAGE.

IT WAS A DREAM.

I WISH I COULD REMEMBER.

PEASANTS SAY MY HOME IS HAUNTED.

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WHEN FIRST WE MET.

YES! WE WILL MEET!

ISLE OF BEAUTY.

OH! WHAT A PITY!

LILLA'S A LADY.

OH! DO NOT CHIDE ME.

THE EVERGREEN LEAF.

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OH! 'TIS THE MELODY.

THE ROVER'S BRIDE.

THE SOLDIER'S TEAR.

WELCOME ME HOME.

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SONGS OF THE HAMLET.

THE WOUNDED YOUNG KNIGHT.

THE DARK-EYED BRUNETTE.

I LOVE THE VILLAGE CHURCH.

THE HAPPY VALLEY.

YOUR LOT IS FAR ABOVE ME.

IT IS THE LAST MEETING.

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SONGS FROM FAIRY LAND.

THE MAGICAL MIRROR.

IS THE REIGN OF FANCY OVER?

SWEET SISTER FAY.

ONCE A SILLY MAID.

THE INVISIBLE ELVES.

YOUNG BRINCAN, BEWARE!

THE NURSERY TALE.

THE PERI AND THE PAGE.

I'VE FAIRY GIFTS ROUND ME.

THE SPECTRE-LIKE TREE.

IS NOT THIS A HAUNTED GROVE?

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SONGS OF THE SEASONS.

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SONGS FOR SPRING MORNINGS.

I.

I. THOUGH THE SUMMER MAY HAVE ROSES.

II.

II. FASHION AND NATURE.

III.

III. FAIREST! WE HAIL THEE QUEEN OF THE MAY!

IV.

IV. COME OVER THE LAKE, LOVE!

V.

V. ALAS! YOUTH'S GAY SPRING MOMENTS PASS.

VI.

VI. THE SPRING TIME OF THE YEAR.

VII.

VII. UP! MARCH AWAY!

VIII.

VIII. THE FORWARD SPRING.

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SONGS FOR SUMMER DAYS.

I.

I. EACH SEASON POSSESSES A PLEASURE FOR ME.

II.

II. THE OLDEN TIME.

III.

III. SEE THE SUMMER LEAVES ARE COMING.

IV.

IV. THE OLD OAK TREE.

V.

V. COME TO ME, LOVE, AND TELL ME ALL THAT GRIEVES THEE.

VI.

VI. I'D BE YOUR SHADOW.

VII.

VII. OH! WHEN THE TIDE WAS OUT.

VIII.

VIII. DEAREST INFANT, PURE AS FAIR.

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SONGS FOR AUTUMN EVENINGS.

I.

I. NOT A SUMMER FRIEND WOULD STAY.

II.

II. HARVEST HOME!

III.

III. THOUGH AT EACH STEP WE PRESS SOME WITHERED LEAF.

IV.

IV. WAKE, DEAREST LOVE! THE MOON IS BRIGHT.

V.

V. SEE THE MONARCHS OF THE FOREST.

VI.

VI. TAKE AGAIN ALL YOU GAVE.

VII.

VII. ON THE HILLS I WANDERED EARLY.

VIII.

VIII. TEACH ME TO FORGET!

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SONGS FOR WINTER NIGHTS.

I.

I. SIGH NOT FOR SUMMER FLOWERS.

II.

II. THE DARK WINTER TIME.

III.

III. HO! HELM A-LEE.

IV.

IV. EVERGREEN TREE.

V.

V. ARE THERE TIDINGS IN YON VESSEL.

VI.

VI. OH! WHERE DO FAIRIES HIDE THEIR HEADS.

VII.

VII. A WINTER'S NIGHT.

VIII.

VIII. THE MISLETOE BOUGH.

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SONGS OF THE BOUDOIR.

THE BOARD IS FULL.

SAY YOU'LL REMEMBER.

THEY WEEP WHEN I HAVE NAMED HER.

COME WOO ME AND WIN ME.

THAT FROWN WAS HALF IN JEST.

OH SING ME NO NEW SONGS TO-NIGHT.

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MISCELLANEOUS SONGS.

OH! AM I NOT A LOVER STILL.

THE VACANT CHAIR.

'TWAS THE LONG EXPECTED SIGNAL!

PLACE THE LAMP IN YOUR CASEMENT.

OH! TALK NO MORE OF SORROW PAST.

IT IS NO HOME FOR ME.

FLY AWAY SORROW!

THE BOLD BUCCANEER.

I'VE SOUGHT HIM IN THE SILENT GROVE.

NAPLES IS EVER JOYOUS AND GAY.

SEE THE SAIL SPREADING.

FLY AWAY PRETTY MOTH.

LOVE IN A COTTAGE FOR ME.

SUMMER AND WINTER.

WHEN THE MOON SHINES BRIGHTLY.

THOU ART THAT ONE.

SAY NOT YOU LOVE ME.

OH! WHY DOES HE STAY.

THE CIRCASSIAN.

THOSE HAPPY DAYS.

I'LL COME AGAIN TO THEE.

I'VE THE KINDEST OF WELCOMES FOR THEE.

I WILL BE KIND TO YOU.

I HAVE SEEN YOU, THOUGH UNSEEN.

I WILL NOT SIGH FOR THEE.

NO, NE'ER CAN THY HOME BE MINE!

I WOULD BEAR AS MUCH FOR YOU.

HOW TO BE MORE FIRMLY TRUE.

I'LL SHED NO TEAR FOR THEE.

IN THE SUNNY DAYS DAYS OF LIFE.

MY STEED IS AT THE GATE.

OLD AGE SITS BENT ON HIS IRON-GRAY STEED.

THE SON OF A SOLDIER A SOLDIER MUST BE.

YOU KNOW WE WERE HAPPY.

SHE WAS THE FAIREST.

OH! MINE WAS NOT THE SUDDEN LOVE.

ITALY! BEAUTIFUL LAND!

OH! WOULD I WERE UPON THE DECK.

TAKE, TAKE ONCE MORE THY SILV'RY LUTE.

OH! I COME NOT TO UPBRAID THEE.

THE BATTLE IS FOUGHT.

THE OCEAN IS CALM.

SUCH TEARS ARE BLISS.

OH! ASK ME NOT TO BE YOUR BRIDE.

MY HARP OF SIGHS.

MY HARP OF SMILES.

DECK NOT WITH GEMS.

A FEATHER IN MY CAP.

CAN WE BELIEVE THIS WORLD OF OURS.

A SOLITARY GRIEF.

GRIEF WAS SENT THEE FOR THY GOOD.

VIRTUE AND ERROR.

YOU NEVER KNEW ANNETTE.

SUCH THINGS WERE.

THE MONKEY JACKET.

WITH BEATING HEART AND TREMBLING STEP.

THE BLACK-BALL'D MAN.

OH! HOW BLEST THE LOVER.

DEARER THAN LIFE THOU ART.

NO VESSEL IS IN SIGHT.

I CANNOT DANCE TO-NIGHT!

I GAVE YOU MY HEART.

I'LL LIVE ON THE SMILES.

THE FRIENDS WHO SMILE NO MORE.

THE BIRTH OF A SMILE.

THE TWO WEDDINGS.

THE SONG OF MY CHOICE.

CAN YOU NAME HER NOW SO LIGHTLY!

WILLIAM AND ADELAIDE.

AND HAVE I LIVED TO HEAR THEE BLAME.

HE LOVES ME NOT WITH THAT FOND LOVE.

'TIS WHEN NO TRIFLER LINGERS.

WHEN I MEAN TO DEPART.

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FASHIONABLE ECLOGUES.

I.

I. Scene—Junior United Service Club.

II.

II. Scene—The Governor's Study.

III.

III. Scene—Mrs. Long's Boudoir.

IV.

IV. Scene—Hogsnorton House.

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I. I MUST AND WILL AN ACTRESS WED.

II.

II. I WANT TO GO UPON THE STAGE.

III.

III. I MUST HAVE MUSIC.

IV.

IV. ADIEU, MY MOUSTACHIOS!

V.

V. THE LAST WOMAN!

VI.

VII.

VII. THE FIRST WHITE HAT!

VIII.

VIII. MY SINECURE PLACE.

IX.

IX. JUNO'S SOIREE.

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WEEDS OF WITCHERY.

FORGET MY KNOT.

THE HARE BELLE.

DEADLY NIGHTSHADE.

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II.

III.

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SEASONABLE DITTIES.

DON'T TALK OF SEPTEMBER!

THE MONTH OF OCTOBER IS BAD!

THE LAST SUMMER BONNET.

ALL HAIL TO THEE, HOARY DECEMBER!

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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.

FRIAR LAURENCE AND JULIET.

THE ABBESS AND THE DUCHESS.

THE FEMALE CONVICT-SHIP.

A PARTY OF PLEASURE.

A PROLOGUE TO AN AMATEUR PLAY,

IS THERE AN UNBELIEVER?

LINES OCCASIONED BY A VISIT TO MR. JOHN BANIM, IN HIS LAST ILLNESS.

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SONGS AND BALLADS.

SHOW ME THE RUINED MAN.

UPON THY TRUTH RELYING.

THE GIPSIES' HAUNT.

THE FIRST GREY HAIR.

HE RODE BY AT MORN.

HERE'S A BUMPER TO HER.

HE CAME AT MORN.

I THOUGHT OF THEE.

I CANNOT CALL THEE FAIR.

I HAVE KNOWN THEE IN THE SUNSHINE.

I WILL NOT SAY THAT THE WORLD IS GAY.

I HAVE ROAMED THE WORLD OVER.

I'LL ONLY HEAR THE WORD—FAREWELL!

IT IS NOT ON THE BATTLE FIELD.

NO LOVER COMES TO ME.

OH! NOT WHEN YOUTH AND JOY ARE THINE.

OH, LETHE'S STREAM!

ONCE 'TWAS MY HOPE.

SAY—WHERE IS THE NIGHTINGALE?

SONG OF GERALDINE.

SHE WATCHED FOR HIM.

I'LL NOT WED A BARON.

WE'VE SAIL'D UPON THE WINTRY WAVE.

TO HELENA, ON HER BIRTHDAY.

THE HEART THAT I GAVE TO THEE.

THERE WAS A BARD IN FEUDAL TIMES.

WHAT SHALL BE MY THEME?

TAKE YOUR POLITICS HENCE.

THE SONG OF THE DYING BARD.

SHALL WE EVER BE HAPPY AGAIN?

THE DRAWING ROOM.

THE UNWILLING BRIDE.

APOLLO AND DAPHNE.

MY HEART IS NOT YET BROKEN!

FROM THE ENDS OF THE EARTH WILL I CALL UPON THEE.

CUPID AND PSYCHE.

THEY HAVE SEEN BETTER DAYS.

HE KNEW SHE NEVER BLAMED HIM.

NO, NO, LEAVE ME NOT TO MY SORROW.

THE FASHION OF THIS WORLD PASSETH AWAY.

I'LL NAME THE PLACE.

THOU SHALT LAUGH ALL THE HEATHEN TO SCORN.

OH! YOUTH IS THE TREASURE.

I'LL NOT BELIEVE IT.

THE EXHIBITED DWARF.

WE MUST FOLLOW TO THE TOMB.

THE FIRST CREATED MORTAL.

THE FORSAKEN TO THE FALSE ONE.

I HAVE NOT KNOWN THEE LONG.

SIR HUGH IS GONE TO PALESTINE.

COME, WE'LL HAVE NO FROWNS TO DAY.

I LOVED HIM, BUT I LEFT HIM.

LEA'S BRIDAL DAY.

'TWAS THIS—'TWAS THIS.

NEW YEAR'S DAY.

ASK NOT THE COLOUR OF MY ROSA'S EYES.

LOVE HAS BEEN THERE.

A GENT. IN DIFFS.

THE FATHERLESS.

THE FORSAKEN TO HER FATHER.

THE NEGLECTED CHILD.

A COUNTRY BALL ON THE ALMACK'S PLAN.

SEEING'S NOT BELIEVING.

MY DEJEUNER A LA FOURCHETTE.

WHY DON'T THE MEN PROPOSE?

MY MARRIED DAUGHTER COULD YOU SEE.

MY CREAM-COLOUR'D PONIES.

THE MAN WITH THE TUFT.

THE FEMALE OPIUM-EATER.

WHAT, THOUGH WE WERE RIVALS OF YORE.

OLD AGE AND YOUTH.

DEAR HARP OF OLD ERIN.

I BLAME THEE NOT.

I MOURN FOR HER I'VE LOST.

OH THOSE ARE THE ELOQUENT LIPS.

WHERE IS MY LOVER.

THEY DEEM IT A SORROW GONE BY.

WRITE ON THE SAND.

OF WHAT IS THE OLD MAN THINKING?

SHE WORE A WREATH OF ROSES.

SOMETHING TO LOVE.

OH! WHEN IT IS TOO LATE.

WHEN YOU AND I WERE BOYS TOGETHER.

SHE WOULD NOT KNOW ME.

THE OLD HOUSE AT HOME.

LONG, LONG AGO.

THE LOVER'S LAY.

LOVE IS THE THEME OF THE MINSTREL.

THE WEDDING AT ST. AGNES.

THE OLD BACHELOR.

THE MAN THAT HAS BEEN YOUNGER.

DON'T SING ENGLISH BALLADS.

THERE DWELT A LADY VERY YOUNG.

MY DAUGHTER'S AN ACCOMPLISHED GIRL.

EXPERIENCE, OR THE WAY OF THE WORLD.

TEA AND TURN OUT.

MY DAUGHTER FAN.

THO' FIFTY, I AM STILL A BEAU!

DRESS'D FOR THE LEVEE!

THE ROSE THAT ALL ARE PRAISING.

I KNOW HE DOTH NOT LOVE ME.

BEFORE THE BALL.

AFTER THE BALL.

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POEMS AND SONGS.

LOVE AND A COTTAGE.

NIGHT THOUGHTS.

BE SILENT, MY LUTE!

OH, DO NOT SUPPOSE THAT MY HOURS ARE GAY!

YOU TELL ME THAT MY SMILES ARE LOST.

THE HEROES OF WATERLOO.

HINTS TO LOVERS.

LINES ON READING MOORE'S FAREWELL TO HIS HARP, IN THE SIXTH NUMBER OF THE IRISH MELODIES.

“THREE WORDS” TO A LADY

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SONGS OF THE DAYS OF CHIVALRY.

THE KNIGHT WITH THE AZURE PLUME.

MY FATHER'S SWORD.

A LIGHT FROM HER CASEMENT BEAMS.

HE WILL BE THERE!

LOOK!—DO YOU SEE NO HORSEMAN THERE?

OH! DARK-EYED MAID OF PALESTINE.

AH! WHO CAN SAY?

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WHAT CAN BE THY GRIEF, MY CHILD?

ROSE OF AILEEN.

THE TIDE IS EBBING FAST, MY CHILD.

THE SELF-DEVOTED NUN.

TELL ME NOT OF HOARDED GOLD.

OH! REST MY DUENNA.

THE SONG OF GULNARE.

OH! REMEMBER THOSE SWEET HOURS.

MY OWN CHILD, MY DEAR CHILD.

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ROUGH SKETCHES OF BATH.

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V. ARE THERE TIDINGS IN YON VESSEL.

Are there tidings in yon vessel
Proudly bounding o'er the wave?
Are there tidings for a mother
Who is mourning for the brave?
No, no, no!
She is freighted with fond tidings,
But no tidings from the grave.

Do not ask me why I hasten
To each vessel that appears;
Why I seem to cling so wildly
To one cherished hope for years;
No, no, no!
Though my search proves unvailing,
What have I to do with tears?

Do not blame me when I seek him,
With these wan and weary eyes;
Can you tell me where he perished?
Can you shew me where he lies?
No, no, no!
Yet there surely is some record,
When a brave young hero dies.

Had I watched beside his pillow,
Had I seen him on his bier;
Oh! I must have died of weeping,
But I cannot shed a tear!
No, no, no!
Let me still think I shall see him,
Let me still think he is near.