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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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[XIX. Once I saw, in pride of beauty]

Once I saw, in pride of beauty,
Full unveiled, a golden flower;
Sweetest perfume flowed around it:
It was evening's winning hour.
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I approached the splendid blossom,
Kissed its bosom, softly swelling;
But no odors breathed around it,
Though it seemed their chosen dwelling.
By this blossom bloomed unseen,
Low in shade, a milder flower;
Pale its cheek and wet its eye,
Bathed in evening's dewy shower.
O'er the lonely flower I hung,—
Thence the sweets that filled the air:
To that gentle flower I clung,—
Pale, yet seemed it more than fair.
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