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Judith, Esther, and other poems

Brooks, Maria Gowen (1794 or 5-1845)

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TO ONE, who had taken laudanum to enliven himself.

MONODY on --- --- lately killed in a duel.

Song of an Indian Mother.

TO Dr. --- ---,

On hearing the praises of Charlotte, the fair departed daughter of Philenia.

Written after passing an evening with E. W. R. A*******, Esq. who has the finest person I ever saw.

On visiting, after an interval of nine years, the beautiful beach which skirts the village of Chelsea.

TO Mrs. --- ---, my beloved and venerated friend.

TRUE POLITENESS.

Written in the pocket-book of Mrs. --- the evening before her departure.

To Mrs. ---, my beloved and venerated friend.

From the French of C. A. Demoustier.

The subject of the following is poor, and condemned to toil for her support; but Nature certainly meant otherwise: seldom, in any station, are seen such beauty and feeling.

Written on the margin of the little river St. Charles.

“'TIS MIDNIGHT.”

[SONG. The sad sable robe evermore shall adorn me]

[SONG. I wish that all my heart has told]

[SONG. I have no need to ask thee why]

[SONG. How bright those eyes of deepest blue]

[SONG. My own Maria! dearest maid]

[SONG. 'Tis in vain thy hand hath crowned me]

[SONG. When thou see'st the river brighten]

TO Mrs. --- ---.

CUPID THE RUNAWAY.

PARTING STANZAS.

To --- --- enclosing a lock of hair.

On hearing of the death of a beautiful child.

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[SONG. How bright those eyes of deepest blue]

How bright those eyes of deepest blue,
How fair those locks of lightest hue!
But, ah! those eyes look not on me—
Why should I note their brilliancy?
That mien, how lofty with the proud!
That manly voice, how stern and loud!
Yet, when he soothed the sufferer's moan,
How plaintive breathed its tender tone!
That voice was softened ne'er to me—
Why do I love its melody?
Oh! breath not, Fancy, on the flame!
Oh! Memory! murmur not his name!
I'll bid the thought forever part,
I'll tear the image from my heart—
Oh! heart again be lone and drear,
Thou mayst not hide a form so dear.