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The Poetical Works of James Gates Percival

With a biographical sketch
Percival, James Gates (1795-1856)

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VOL. I.
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VOL. II.
  
PROMETHEUS.
  
THE MIND.
  
THE SUICIDE.
  
THE WRECK.
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THE DREAM OF A DAY, AND OTHER POEMS. FIRST PUBLISHED IN 1843.
  
THE DREAM OF A DAY.
  
GENIUS WAKING.
  
TO THE EAGLE.
  
SENECA LAKE.
  
LAYS OF THE SEASONS.
  
THE LIGHT GUITAR.
  
THE VINTAGE DANCE.
  
SONG.
  
SONG.
  
TO A BUTTERFLY.
  
THE VOICE OF NATURE.
  
SONG.
  
SONG.
  
SAPPHO.
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SONNETS.
  
THE CONTRAST.
  
BALLAD.
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SONGS.
  
GREEK APPEAL TO AMERICA.
  
OUR FLAG.
  
SPRING.
  
YOUTH RECALLED.
  
A VISION.
  
THE POET'S WORLD.
  
MINNESONG.
  
THE KNIGHT.
  
LIFE'S DREAM.
  
THE HEXLI. (LITTLE WITCH.)
  
THE MAIDEN.
  
THE POWER OF SONG.
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LAYS.
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SLAVONIA.
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TEUTONIA.
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SONGS
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I. THE BOATMAN.
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II. WINTER EVENING.
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III. EVENING.
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[IV. O the days of blooming youth are gone]
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[V. O, how softly sweet the song is flowing]
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[VI. The night is dark; the hollow wind]
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[VII. O come, loved Spirit, come to me]
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[VIII. Wife! I am dying]
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IX. EVENING.
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X. AWAKE, MY LYRE.
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XI. HUNTING SONG.
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XII. MEMORY.
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XIII. THE GERMAN EMIGRANT'S SONG.
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XIV. THE HARPER.
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[XV. That strain o' music greets my ear]
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[XVI. An' hae ye heard the bonnie birds]
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XVII. THE SPIRITS' LULLABY.
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[XVIII. Softly flow, thou gentle river]
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[XIX. Once I saw, in pride of beauty]
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[XX. Once, in the heart of a desert]
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[XXI. When the violet blows]
  
THE SISTER SPIRITS.
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CLASSIC MELODIES.
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SONGS FOR NATIONAL AIRS.
  
THE NORNS.
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POSTHUMOUS POEMS.
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JUVENILE POEMS.

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XIII. Festivity.

“Fröhlich tönt der Becherklang.”—
Stollberg.

Joyous rings the goblet's chime,
In our merry meeting;
And our cheerful hearts keep time,
As the hours are fleeting.
Wake the echoes round us!
Friendship's chain has bound us!
Only love can wound us!
Fill your glasses,—fill them o'er!
Drink, and care shall vex no more!
Joy ascends on purple wings,
Golden clouds around him:
Lightly to the wind he flings
Every chain that bound him.
From his heaven descending,
See him o'er us bending,
Brightest influence lending!
Fill your glasses,—fill them high!
Quick as light, the minutes fly.
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