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Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems

By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols

Stuart-Wortley, Emmeline (1806-1855)

I, II, III.

VOL. I., VOL. II., VOL. III.

[dedication]

SONNET DEDICATORY. TO THE QUEEN.

SKETCHES AND SHADOWINGS.

QUEEN BERENGARIA'S COURTESY.

A THOUGHT.

SONNET.

THE TEMPLE OF JUPITER SERAPIS AT POZZUOLI.

THE ISLAND OF CAPRI.

SONNET TO THE SAME.

ENGLAND.

ON PASSING A CORPSE LYING IN STATE AT NAPLES.

THE DISCONSOLATE YOUNG LADY.

THE SPANISH MAIDEN'S SORROW.

THE SEARCH FOR HAPPINESS.

SONNET.

HADDON HALL.

CHILDHOOD'S MERRIMENT.

FAIR SEA!

THE BEAUTIFUL BARQUE!

THE WAVES COME SHOREWARDS ROLLING ON.

AWAY THEN TO THE FESTAL SCENE.

THE WARRIOR'S FUNERAL.

FAILURES AND DISAPPOINTMENTS.

LINES FROM A MS. POEM.

DEEP IN THY DARK, DARK EYE.

THE MARRIAGE PEAL AND PASSING BELL.

THE SINKING SUN.

NOTHING, NOTHING E'ER IS LOST.

HOW GLAD THIS HEART.

MORNING!

SOMETIMES THINK OF ME.

SORROW'S CLOUD.

VOICES FROM THE DEAD.

ROSES.

THE EMIGRANTS.

THE DELIGHTS OF THE DREAMER.

THE SOUND OF BEES.

THOU NEED'ST NOT TELL.

THE FAIR SPOT.

I MOVE THROUGH MANY SHADOWS.

AND ARE WE STRANGERS?

OH! OFTTIMES IN THE FESTAL HALL.

STANZAS.

I SEE THEE NOT.

ON THE BROAD BLAZONED ROLLS.

SWEET FLOWERS.

ONCE I WAS BLESSED.

AND THOU CANST FAITHLESS.

AWAY UNTO THE WOODLAND SCENES!

SUNSET AT MOLA DE GAETA.

SONNET ON MY CHILD'S BIRTH-DAY.

SONNET.

MY EARTHWARD-CLINGING HOPES.

BEAUTIFUL SUMMER.

THE SEA AT TERRACINA.

OH! THAT MY HEART.

I BLESS THEE, LOVE!

PARODY ON THE FINE OLD ENGLISH GENTLEMAN.

THE CHARMS OF MORNING.

FROM “INEZ,” A MS. POEM.

ON ------'S BIRTHDAY.

SONNETS TO DR. W--- ON HIS PROJECTED NEW TRANSLATION OF THE BIBLE.

O'ER VINEYARD GROUNDS.

ALAS! WHY ART THOU FAR?

SONNET.

THE LAND OF BEAUTY.

SONNET ON GALILEO.

THE MAIDEN'S SONG OF SORROW.

THE VOICE OF WAVES.

SONNET.

THE CAMPAGNA OF ROME.

I THINK OF THEE.

HUMAN LIFE.

THE ANGEL-SWEETNESS OF THY SMILE.

COME TO ME.

SONNET.

BUT LET ME LOOK ON THEE.

THE FALSE-HEARTED.

MY SOUL IS WITH THEE.

SUNSHINE THROUGH FOLIAGE.

GIVE ME A PLACE WITHIN THY HEART!

I HEARD MY DOOM.

THOUGHTS.

LINES FROM A MS. POEM.

MY THOUGHTS ARE FOLLOWERS IN THY TRAIN.

ABSENCE AND PRESENCE.

ADIEU! THOU GLORIOUS ITALY!

MANUEL TO INEZ.

SONNET.

STRANGE!—THOUGHTS GLIMPSE THOUGHTS.

NOW MORNING AFTER MORNING DAWNS.

NO BIRD THAT SINGS IN SUMMER'S BOWERS.

SPEAK TO ME.

THE SORROWS OF ABSENCE.

MY THOUGHTS SPEED O'ER THE RESTLESS WATERS.

FORGIVE ME.

SONNET.

THE CAMPO SANTO, AT NAPLES.

SONNET.

SONNET ON THE SAME SUBJECT.

SONNET, ON A PICTURE.

THE STAR'S REFLECTION.

SONNET.

EARTH'S LOFTY SPIRITS.

THEY PARTED.

TO ME ALIKE.

SONNET.

FOR THE BITTERNESS AND MOURNING.

CHILDREN ROUND A NEW-MADE GRAVE.

THE MEMORY OF DELIGHT.

THE BLUE, BRIGHT SKIES.

CLOUDS! LOVELY CLOUDS.

GENTLE DOVES!

I KNOW I LOVE THEE.

THE SONG TO THE ROSE.

A CHURCHYARD AT EVENING.

PRIDE'S VOW.

TIME AND ABSENCE.

WEEP NOT BECAUSE I WEEP.

REMEMBERED MUSIC.

LOVE'S FIRST DAYS.

OH, NO! THOU DOST NOT LOVE ME!

SONNET.

NIGHT'S SHADOWS.

ABSENCE IN PRESENCE.

LINES FROM INEZ, A MS. POEM.

TO MADAME CARADORI, SINGING.

THE CHANGE OF SEASONS.

IT IS THE VOICE OF SPRING.

OH! COULD WE LOVE BUT LITTLE!

THERE ARE TREASURES.

A FAIR, GOOD MORNING.

THY MEMORY AND THY TEARS.

GOOD NIGHT!—GOOD NIGHT!—

THE FATAL TRUTH.

I HAVE THOUGHT ON MY DOOM.

OH! LET ME BREATHE A LIGHTER AIR!

SONNET.

I LOVE THEE, SURELY.

I SEND THEE SOME FEW FLOWERS.

SWEET BIRD!

THE HOUR OF SHADOWS.

SONNET.

CHILDHOOD'S LAUGHTER.

THOU KNOWEST NOT THAT I LOVE THEE!

SONNET.

A THOUGHT IN SPRING.

SONNET.

I AM WEARY OF MY THOUGHTS.

LINES FROM “INEZ.” (A MS. POEM.)

SONNET.

HUMAN JUDGMENTS.

FROM “INEZ,” A MS. POEM.

SONNET.

SORROW'S RICHES.

I SAW THE SHIVERED GOBLET.

THE LAMP—THE LYRE—THE HEART!

LINES FROM “INEZ,” A MS. POEM.

THOUGHTS—LOVELIEST THOUGHTS!

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THE FALSE-HEARTED.

Oh! what—what shall thy doom yet be,
Frail and false-hearted?—
Full heavily and long for thee
One true breast smarted!

Thy doom shall be to know Love's bliss
Never—Ah! never!
To plunge thee deep in Doubt's abyss,
Ever and ever!

Love's bright ascents and steps of Joy
Shall shine above thee;
First hope to wake—then Hope destroy—
None, none shall love thee!

E'en such shall thy dark doom yet be,
Foul and false-hearted—
Then thou'lt go mourning heavily
For the departed.