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By Felicia Dorothea Browne [i.e. Hemans]

Hemans, Felicia Dorothea Browne (1793-1835)

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WRITTEN IN NORTH WALES.

WRITTEN ON THE SEA-SHORE.

ON THE DEATH OF MY DEAR SISTER ELIZA.

ON THE 16TH DECEMBER, BEING AS FINE AS MAY-DAY.

THE SPARTAN MOTHER AND HER SON.

THE REIGN OF DECEMBER.

THE RETURN OF THE MARINERS.

TO INDEPENDENCE.

THE LILY OF THE VALE.

INVOCATION TO THE FAIRIES.

TO A BEAUTIFUL VINE AND A ROSE-BUSH.

ODE TO THE EVENING STAR.

TO MY BROTHER AND SISTER, IN THE COUNTRY.

ASTRE DE LA NUIT.

THE APRIL MORN.

THE RUINED CASTLE.

FAIRY SONG.

TO A BUTTERFLY.

FLORA TO CLAUDE, ON HIS PLUCKING A ROSE.

THE DREAM OF JOY.

INSCRIPTION FOR A COTTAGE.

SONG OF ZEPHYRUS.

SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF LORD NELSON.

SONNET TO THE MUSE OF PITY.

THE SONG OF A SERAPH.

THE MINSTREL TO HIS HARP.

ON MY MOTHER's BIRTH-DAY.

TO E. B. ON HER BIRTH-DAY.

TO MY AUNT, ON HER BIRTH-DAY.

TO THE MOONLIGHT HOUR.

TO MY ELDEST BROTHER,

TO MY YOUNGER BROTHER,

THE PETITION OF THE REDBREAST.

INSCRIPTION FOR A HERMITAGE.

THE MINSTREL BARD.

THE ALPINE SHEPHERD.

SONNET, TO AGNES.

THE WREATH OF SPRING.

SONNET TO A DYING EXOTIC

THE VALE OF CLWYD.

SEA PIECE, BY MOONLIGHT.

LINES TO MAJOR COX,

THE PATH OF LIFE.

THE MORNING WALK.

A TRIBUTE TO THE GENIUS OF ROBERT BURNS.

THE VERNAL SHOWER.

EVENING, ON THE SEA SHORE.

SONG OF A WOOD NYMPH.

THE SCENES OF CONWAY.

LINES, FOR MY MOTHER'S BIRTH-DAY.

LINES, INSCRIBED TO MRS. WYNNE,

PART OF THE 104TH PSALM, PARAPHRASED.

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FAIRY SONG.

All my life is joy and pleasure,
Sportive as my tuneful measure;
In the rose's cup I dwell,
Balmy sweets perfume my cell;
My food the crimson luscious cherry,
And the vine's luxurious berry;
The nectar of the dew is mine;
Nectar from the flowers divine.
And when I join the fairy band,
Lightly tripping hand in hand,
By the moonlight's quivering beam,
In concert with the dashing stream;
Then my music leads the dance,
When the gentle fays advance;
And oft my numbers on the green,
Lull to rest the fairy queen.
“All my life is joy and pleasure,
“Sportive as my airy measure.”