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Three hours ; or, the vigil of love : and other poems

Hale, Sarah Josepha Buell (1788-1879)

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[PART I.]
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THREE HOURS; OR, THE VIGIL OF LOVE.
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PART II. POEMS.
  
IRON.
  
PRIZE POEM.
  
THE CHASE OF PLEASURE.
  
STANZAS TO THE MEMORY OF L. E. L.
  
THE EMPIRE OF WOMAN.
  
THE ROSE
  
THE FOUR-LEAVED CLOVER.
  
A THOUGHT IN WINTER.
  
THE DEAD OAK.
  
THE WATCHER.
  
THE LIGHT OF HOME.
  
NOTHING NEW.
  
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I SING TO HIM.
  
AN EVENING REVERIE.
  
THE HISTORY OF THE PLANETS.
  
THE HEART'S FOUNT OF STRENGTH.
  
THE STORM.
  
THE RECORD TREE.
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ALICE RAY.
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CANTO I. ALICE AT HOME.
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CANTO II. THE TEMPTATION.
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CANTO III. THE HAUNTED DELL.
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CANTO IV. THE RETRIBUTION.
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[PART IV.] THE MISSISSIPPI, AND OTHER POEMS.
  
THE MISSISSIPPI.
  
MIDNIGHT MUSINGS
  
THE FIRST SWALLOW.
  
THE TWO MAIDENS.
  
TO THE COMET.
  
BONDS.
  
MY OWN THOUGHTS.
  
IS CHINA OUR NEIGHBOR?
  
THE STRANGER.
  
EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND THIRTY.
  
THE POWER OF MUSIC.
  
THE PILGRIM OF THE WORLD.

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On, on she sped like arrow true,
One hope to buoy, one goal in view,—
When sudden, on her quickened ear,
A sound, a rustling noise comes near!
She listens—'tis the playful breeze
Creeping amid the tall, dark trees;
And then, a welcome sight I ween,
She saw the Old Elm's crown of green,
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The Patriarch of the sylvan scene.
And still that forest Patriarch stands;
And though its aged arms decay,
The heart is sound as it was the day
It welcomed the Pilgrim Bands.
Oh! guard it well, that brave old Tree,
Where first our Eagle shook his wings,
Till from the heaving Sunset Sea,
And Rio Grande, flowing free,
The Union-Olive-Branch he brings.
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