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Poems

By Frances Anne Kemble

Kemble, Fanny (1809-1893)

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LINES WRITTEN AT NIGHT, August 9th, 1825.

TO MISS SARAH SIDDONS.

EASTERN SUNSET.

FAREWELL TO ITALY.

THE RED INDIAN.

LAMENT FOR ISRAEL.

TO MRS. HENRY SIDDONS.

A SPIRIT'S VOICE.

TO THE DEAD.

TO THOMAS MOORE, ESQ.

THE MINSTREL'S GRAVE.

ON A FORGET-ME-NOT

ON A MUSICAL BOX.

TO THE PICTURE OF A LADY.

WRITTEN ON CRAMOND BEACH.

TO HARRIET ST. LEGER.

THE VISION OF LIFE.

SONNET TO MRS. JAMESON,

TO MY GUARDIAN ANGEL.

SONNET TO HARRIET ST. LEGER.

TO THE NIGHTINGALE.

TO MRS. NORTON.

LINES FOR MUSIC.

LINES FOR MUSIC.

LINES ON A SLEEPING CHILD.

LINES WRITTEN AT SEA.

LINES WRITTEN AT SEA.

SATURDAY NIGHT SONG AT SEA.

TO MRS. DULANEY.

LINES TO MISS ST. LEGER.

WRITTEN AT TRENTON FALLS.

A LAMENT FOR THE WISSAHICCON.

TO THE WISSAHICCON.

THE DEATH-SONG.

WRITTEN AFTER LEAVING WEST POINT.

WRITTEN AFTER SPENDING A DAY AT WEST POINT.

LINES TO ------.

ON A HOLLOW FRIENDSHIP.

LINES FOR MUSIC.

AN EVENING SONG.

“'TIS AN OLD TALE AND OFTEN TOLD.”

THE PRAYER OF A LONELY HEART.

EPISTLE FROM THE RHINE.

WRITTEN AT TRENTON FALLS.

A NOONDAY VISION.

A LOVER TO HIS MISTRESS.

A REJECTED LOVER TO HIS MISTRESS.

A REJECTED LOVER TO HIS MISTRESS.

WRITTEN IN A DIARY.

ARRIVAL IN ROME.

LINES ON THE ANIO AT TIVOLI.

THE SIREN'S CAVE AT TIVOLI.

HADRIAN'S VILLA.

THE AUTUMN CYCLAMEN.

A ROOM IN THE VILLA TAVERNA.

THE FELLOWSHIP OF GENIUS.

GENIUS AND LOVE.

ON A SYMPHONY OF BEETHOVEN.

UPON A BRANCH OF FLOWERING ACACIA.

VERSES ON ROME.

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[Raise it to Heaven, when thine eye fills with tears]

[Youth with swift feet walks onward in the way]

CLOSE OF OUR SUMMER AT FRASCATI.

A VISION OF THE VATICAN.

THE YEAR'S PROGRESS.

THE BLACK WALLFLOWER.

SONNET ON THE AMERICAN WAR.

SONNET ON THE AMERICAN WAR.

SONNET ON THE AMERICAN WAR.

THE FALL OF RICHMOND.

TO SHAKESPEARE.

TO SHAKESPEARE.

TO SHAKESPEARE.

THE WRECK OF THE BIRKENHEAD,

TO LADY ANNABELLA NOEL.

TO EMILIA LOVATELLI,

A GERMAN LEGEND.

LINES FOR MUSIC.

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.

“LIFE IS BEFORE US.”

LINES WRITTEN AT BELVOIR CASTLE, 1883.

SONNET ON AN EDELWEISS.

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FROM ALFRED DE MUSSET'S ODE TO MALIBRAN.

FROM VICTOR HUGO.

FROM MILLEVOYE.

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TO THE DEAD.

On the lone waters' shore
Wander I yet;
Brooding those moments o'er
I should forget.
Till the broad foaming surge
Warns me to fly,
While despair's whispers urge
To stay, and die.
When the night's solemn watch
Falls on the seas,
'Tis thy voice that I catch
In the low breeze;
When the moon sheds her light
On things below,
Beams not her ray so bright,
Like thy young brow?
Spirit immortal! say,
When wilt thou come,
To marshal me the way
To my long home?