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Poems

Tuckerman, Henry T. (1813-1871)

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POEMS.
  
THE SPIRIT OF POETRY.
  
THE APOLLO BELVIDERE.
  
MARY.
  
NORTHAMPTON.
  
LOVE AND FAME.
  
NEWPORT BEACH.
  
THE VESTAL.
  
WASHINGTON'S STATUE.
  
TO AN ELM.
  
TASSO TO LEONORA.
  
THE MODERN HERO.
  
HELOISE.
  
THE GREEK SLAVE.
  
ROME.
  
TRI-MOUNTAIN.
  
THE RINGLET.
  
WINTER.
  
VICTORINE.
  
IL PENSEROSO.
  
SLEEPY HOLLOW.
  
LORD BYRON AT VENICE.
  
LUNA.—AN ODE.
  
EVA.
  
TO LADY BLANCHE:
  
SURREY TO GERALDINE.
  
WEST POINT.
  
THE DIRGE OF THE MARINER.
  
THE NIGHT-BLOOMING CEREUS.
  
THE HOLY LAND.
  
LOVE AND TIME.
  
THE TWO PALMS.
  
THE UNKNOWN PORTRAIT.
  
TO THE CYPRESS.
  
LAKE CANEPO.
  
FAITH'S WARNING.
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SONNETS.
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I. FREEDOM.
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II. VANDERLYN'S ARIADNE.
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III. TO ONE DECEIVED.
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IV. SLEEP.
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V. THE WILLOW.
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VI. THE BALCONY.
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VII. ON A LANDSCAPE BY BACKHUYSEN.
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VIII. THE INDIAN SUMMER.
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IX. ON A PORTRAIT OF MRS. NORTON.
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X. ON A BUST OF WEBSTER.
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XI. SPRING
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XII. TO PIUS IX.
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XIII. TO THE SAME.
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XIV. ON THE DEATH OF ALLSTON.
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XV. FROM THE ITALIAN.
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XVI. THE BASSO-RELIEVO OF JUPITER AND HEBE.
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XVII. TO JENNY LIND.
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XVIII. DESOLATION.
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XIX. STEINHAUSEN'S HERO AND LEANDER.
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XX. DELAROCHE'S PICTURE OF NAPOLEON CROSSING THE ALPS.
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XXI. ALLEGHANIA.
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[XXII. O for a castle on a woodland height]
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[XXIII. The rain-drops patter on the casement still]
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[XXIV. What though our dream is broken? Yet again]
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[XXV. In my first youth, the feverish thirst for gain]
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[XXVI. Courage and patience! elements whereby]
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[XXVII. Like the fair sea that laves Italia's strand]
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[XXVIII. The buds have opened, and in leafy pride]
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XXIX. SEMPRE LO STESSO.

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III.
TO ONE DECEIVED.

All hearts are not disloyal; let thy trust
Be deep and clear and all-confiding still,
For though Love's fruit turn on the lips to dust,
She ne'er betrays her child to lasting ill:
Through leagues of desert must the pilgrim go
Ere on his gaze the holy turrets rise;
Through the long sultry day the stream must flow
Ere it can mirror twilight's purple skies.
Fall back unscathed from contact with the vain,
Keep thy robes white, thy spirit bold and free,
And calmly launch affection's barque again,
Hopeful of golden spoils reserved for thee;
Though lone the way as that already trod,
Cling to thine own integrity and God!
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