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A Wreath of Wild Flowers From New England
Osgood, Frances Sargent Locke (1811-1850)
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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
EDWARD'S VOICE.
WHY DONT HE PROPOSE?
THE WITHERED FLOWER & BROKEN HEART.
THE FAREWELL SONG OF THE AERONAUT.
GABRIELLE.
LOVE'S COMPARISON.
TO LIZZIE.
THE MORNING WALK, OR THE STOLEN BLUSH.
THE WELCOMING WORD.
TO MARY P. WILLIS.
TO GEORGE P---, ESQ.
THE SPOILT PUPIL OF FANCY.
THE HEART'S-EASE EXPIRING.
THE LOVER'S APPEAL TO THE PAINTER.
SONG.—THE FORSAKEN.
IMPROMPTU.—TO ANNIE.
THE PET.
NONE ARE POOR.
ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT.
THE ROSE IN ICE.
ELLEN'S FIRST TOOTH.
EPIGRAM.
FAZRY.
VIRGINIA.
THE DEATH OF THE TWO FLOWERS.
TO MISS M---.
TO MRS. W---.
THE CHERUB'S SECRET.
WOMAN'S TRUST.
A COMPARISON BETWEEN A TALKATIVE FOOL AND A SILENT PHILOSOPHER.
TO ---.
TO ISABELLE.
THE PERJURED BRIDE.
TO H---.
THE LAMENT OF JOSEPHINE.
TO ---.
LETTER TO AN ABSENT FRIEND,
TO ELIZABETH.
TO AN ATHEIST POET.
TO ANNA,
THE HOURS OF YORE.
ATTIC ASPIRATIONS.
ROMANCE.
A VISION.
THE LITTLE SLUMBERER.
AN EPISTLE
POSTSCRIPT.
THE MAIDEN WITH HER ABSENT LOVER'S PORTRAIT.
TO A LADY,
LINES ON A POETESS,
THE OMEN.
IF HE CAN!
EPIGRAM.
A POET'S EXCUSE FOR SHUTTING HIS EYES IN THE PRESENCE OF A BEAUTIFUL GIRL.
LINES ON THE BURNING OF THE ROYAL EXCHANGE.
MAY'S FELLOW-TRAVELLER.
THE THREE VICTORIES.—A SONG.
EPIGRAM.
MATILDE'S PICTURE.
BLANK VERSE.
THE DOOMED.
TO MISS B***S.
LINES ON PERUSING THE DRAMATIC WORKS OF JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES.
ON A PICTURE,
ON THE SAME.—TO CUPID IN THE SCALES.
A LOVER'S SIMILE.
SONG OF THE SPOILED BEAUTY.
THE HERO'S DEATH.
LAND HO! OR THE SHIP IN PORT.
THE BELLE'S CONSOLATION.
THE INFANT ELLEN'S LETTER FROM ENGLAND, TO HER COUSIN ANNA (SIX YEARS OF AGE) IN AMERICA.
LITTLE ELLEN'S REPLY TO HER COUSIN.
THE ABSENT MOTHER'S PORTRAIT.
TO EMMA A---.
WRITTEN IN RUTH'S ALBUM.
A PLEASANT DIVORCE.
JUVENILE RHYMES.
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A Wreath of Wild Flowers From New England
A LOVER'S SIMILE.
Mine
eye is but a burning glass,
Wherein your smile's too fatal rays
Brought to a focus, set—alas!
My poor heart in a blaze!
A Wreath of Wild Flowers From New England
