Potential Titles: Francis Neilson
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Anguish like the mourning heart - Francis Neilson "Absence"
From their rosy dreams awake - Francis Neilson "The Boon"
On which ambitions feed - Francis Neilson "The Boon"
How fair the tempting journey - Francis Neilson "Far Horizons"
Fear blurs the vision of our dream - Francis Neilson "Far Horizons"
The charms of fairy's art - Francis Neilson "The Fay"
A bloom when woods are grey - Francis Neilson "A Flower"
Fame cannot appease me - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"
Let the golden rivers flow - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"
Wakeful night in its slow flight - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"
All the glow of fragrant hours - Francis Neilson "The Garden Made for Me"
Make each tear a pearl - Francis Neilson "Hebe"
Bade all sorrow's wounds be healed - Francis Neilson "In Blue and Purple Clad"
Come burn for me - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
In recollection's refuge - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
Fearful of the clouds - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
A firefly desolate, bereft of home - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
The burning stars, the fainting hours - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
The joys of your beguiling - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
The bee that every honey sips - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
The draughts of winter's pain - Francis Neilson "Let Us Make a Garden"
Now the stubborn frost is yielding - Francis Neilson "Let Us Make a Garden"
Gone to their white lairs - Francis Neilson "Let Us Make a Garden"
Eurydice's own choice - Francis Neilson "Music in Hades"
A strain Titania wove - Francis Neilson "The Music of My Heart"
The night hears not - Francis Neilson "The Music of My Heart"
I can no more rejoice - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Your soulful, ardent fires - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Every breeze sings lamentation - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Whirled a joyous tempest down - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Shine as your beloved crown - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
To break the chill of patience - Francis Neilson "Oh, Tranquil Night"
Endurance break for aching need - Francis Neilson "Oh, Tranquil Night"
Rise from dreary hours - Francis Neilson "Rejuvenation"
To rob the grey shade of its spoil - Francis Neilson "Resurrection"
No harbor for my soul - Francis Neilson "Roaming"
The myriad tones of cloud - Francis Neilson "Sanctuary"
And fade in their retreat - Francis Neilson "Sanctuary"
The magic breath of springtime - Francis Neilson "Spring"
Shaking the citadel of hope - Francis Neilson "Storm"
Mirrored in the pearly dew - Francis Neilson "Sweet Face, I See Thee Shine"
Flowers to kiss her - Francis Neilson "The Tryst"
Whisper runes of bliss - Francis Neilson "The Tryst"
Delight is in her ears - Francis Neilson "The Tryst"
Vanish like a gamester's vow - Francis Neilson "The Void"
A dancing star in revel flashed - Francis Neilson "When You Were Born"
Showered a million joys - Francis Neilson "When You Were Born"
Golden fires consumed dawn's keep - Francis Neilson "When You Were Born"
Whose syllables are wings - Francis Neilson "You"
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From their rosy dreams awake - Francis Neilson "The Boon"
On which ambitions feed - Francis Neilson "The Boon"
How fair the tempting journey - Francis Neilson "Far Horizons"
Fear blurs the vision of our dream - Francis Neilson "Far Horizons"
The charms of fairy's art - Francis Neilson "The Fay"
A bloom when woods are grey - Francis Neilson "A Flower"
Fame cannot appease me - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"
Let the golden rivers flow - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"
Wakeful night in its slow flight - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"
All the glow of fragrant hours - Francis Neilson "The Garden Made for Me"
Make each tear a pearl - Francis Neilson "Hebe"
Bade all sorrow's wounds be healed - Francis Neilson "In Blue and Purple Clad"
Come burn for me - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
In recollection's refuge - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
Fearful of the clouds - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
A firefly desolate, bereft of home - Francis Neilson "Jack O'Lantern"
The burning stars, the fainting hours - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
The joys of your beguiling - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
The bee that every honey sips - Francis Neilson "The Keeper of the Kisses"
The draughts of winter's pain - Francis Neilson "Let Us Make a Garden"
Now the stubborn frost is yielding - Francis Neilson "Let Us Make a Garden"
Gone to their white lairs - Francis Neilson "Let Us Make a Garden"
Eurydice's own choice - Francis Neilson "Music in Hades"
A strain Titania wove - Francis Neilson "The Music of My Heart"
The night hears not - Francis Neilson "The Music of My Heart"
I can no more rejoice - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Your soulful, ardent fires - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Every breeze sings lamentation - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Whirled a joyous tempest down - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
Shine as your beloved crown - Francis Neilson "Nature's Loveliness"
To break the chill of patience - Francis Neilson "Oh, Tranquil Night"
Endurance break for aching need - Francis Neilson "Oh, Tranquil Night"
Rise from dreary hours - Francis Neilson "Rejuvenation"
To rob the grey shade of its spoil - Francis Neilson "Resurrection"
No harbor for my soul - Francis Neilson "Roaming"
The myriad tones of cloud - Francis Neilson "Sanctuary"
And fade in their retreat - Francis Neilson "Sanctuary"
The magic breath of springtime - Francis Neilson "Spring"
Shaking the citadel of hope - Francis Neilson "Storm"
Mirrored in the pearly dew - Francis Neilson "Sweet Face, I See Thee Shine"
Flowers to kiss her - Francis Neilson "The Tryst"
Whisper runes of bliss - Francis Neilson "The Tryst"
Delight is in her ears - Francis Neilson "The Tryst"
Vanish like a gamester's vow - Francis Neilson "The Void"
A dancing star in revel flashed - Francis Neilson "When You Were Born"
Showered a million joys - Francis Neilson "When You Were Born"
Golden fires consumed dawn's keep - Francis Neilson "When You Were Born"
Whose syllables are wings - Francis Neilson "You"
Possibly the poet at Wikipedia.
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