Mists of memory locked within - Fanny Kemble "Absence"
Teach my drooping hope to live - Fanny Kemble "Absence"
Blame not my tears - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
The sunlight of hope on your heart - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
The path you now measure - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
The future still woos you - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
Woos you with hands full of flowers - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
Burns me away without control - Fanny Kemble "The Death-Song"
How dim and strange your features - Fanny Kemble "The Death-Song"
The hot mist that veils my eyes - Fanny Kemble "The Death-Song"
Upon my heart lies his first token - Fanny Kemble "The Death-Song"
On the orange grove's waving height - Fanny Kemble"Eastern Sunset"
The rustling flight of the evening breeze - Fanny Kemble"Eastern Sunset"
His nest in the cypress trees - Fanny Kemble"Eastern Sunset"
The joy that young existence yields - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
Let me behold the summer sky - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
And join the wild wind's voice - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
As its bright drops fall starlike - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
Music of the wood, the wave, the wind - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
Clear spring and haunted well - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
Sleeping woods and sheltering mountains - Fanny Kemble "An Entreaty"
Hills of fire gave back the light - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
Broke on the stillness of the night - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
Conjured upon the glassy wave - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
Strains from that mighty hunting-horn - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
Wrapped in sullen mist and rain - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
With heavy hearts and tearful eyes - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
That answered well the weeping skies - Fanny Kemble "Epistle from the Rhine: to Y---, with a bowl of Bohemian glass"
The fairies palace beside the stream - Fanny Kemble "A Farewell"
Hangs on the brow of night - Fanny Kemble "A Farewell"
Shake the fading stars from her robes of light - Fanny Kemble "A Farewell"
Fly no more on my fiery steed - Fanny Kemble "A Farewell"
For three days hold supremacy - Fanny Kemble "Fragment from an epistle written when the thermometer stood at 98 in the shade"
Ever-varying skies contend - Fanny Kemble "Fragment from an epistle written when the thermometer stood at 98 in the shade"
Many a giant oak is sleeping - Fanny Kemble "Fragment from an epistle written when the thermometer stood at 98 in the shade"
Through which the summer rills run weeping - Fanny Kemble "Fragment from an epistle written when the thermometer stood at 98 in the shade"
Chased by legends strange - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [It was harvest time: the broad, bright moon]"
With gray eyes lifted to the moon - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [It was harvest time: the broad, bright moon]"
Plagues inflicted by these angered sprites - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [It was harvest time: the broad, bright moon]"
Grasshopper from out the stubble - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [It was harvest time: the broad, bright moon]"
On the golden margin that binds the silver sea - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [Walking by moonlight on the golden margin]"
The sun gems their pale robes with diamonds - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [Walking by moonlight on the golden margin]"
Wreaths of crimson and yellow foxglove - Fanny Kemble "Fragment [Walking by moonlight on the golden margin]"
Apollo's smile upon its current - Fanny Kemble "Impromptu"
Found its waves were wine - Fanny Kemble "Impromptu"
It flows a sullen stream of tears - Fanny Kemble "Impromptu"
White waves dance along the shore - Fanny Kemble "An Invitation"
Lost in the unknown seas - Fanny Kemble "An Invitation"
Alone in that enchanted desert - Fanny Kemble "An Invitation"
Strange music startle the still air - Fanny Kemble "An Invitation"
'Mid whose wild din I pause - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
With steps that do not tire - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
These dark days be once gone by - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
Doomed beneath the yoke to bow - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
Toiling in these caverns dread - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
Lest I sink down beneath my load - Fanny Kemble "An Invocation"
The green boughs are beckoning me - Fanny Kemble "A Lament for the Wissahiccon"
Where the gold-green waters run - Fanny Kemble "A Lament for the Wissahiccon"
Into a whirl of boiling snow - Fanny Kemble "A Lament for the Wissahiccon"
The clouds go trooping through - Fanny Kemble "A Lament for the Wissahiccon"
And utter but a whisper of the woes - Fanny Kemble "Lines, Addressed to the Young Gentlemen leaving the Academy at Lenox, Massachusetts"
Mourn not the perishing of each fair toy - Fanny Kemble "Lines, Addressed to the Young Gentlemen leaving the Academy at Lenox, Massachusetts"
Breath like the Indian clove - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Oh, sunny love!"
Nightshade all, with gloomy cypress wove - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Oh, sunny love!"
From Hope's intense desire go - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Good night! from music's softest spell]"
Evening mists of doubt and sorrow - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Good night! from music's softest spell]"
From hours of weary waking - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Good night! from music's softest spell]"
So full of sin and folly - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
With an undiscerning eyes I see - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
The pageant wild go dancing by - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Bear no badge of roses or of rue - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
In the inmost chambers of my soul - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
The glad sunlight of clear thought - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
A fragrant land with flowers wrought - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
By Fortune's adverse tide - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Through Time's uncertain day - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Whose footprints from the earth have vanished - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Within a summer sun cloud furled - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
With all its gilded snares - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Welcome unto this dungeon-house - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
All the woe this life awards - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Sealed by the soft hand of sleep - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Walk a restless world of dreams - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Long in bitterness to reach the goal - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Upon Time's flinty road - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Extend her poisonous chalice - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Love its withering sunshine lend - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Only a more dark eclipse - Fanny Kemble "Lines on a Sleeping Child"
Shrined in yon silent stream - Fanny Kemble "Lines Written at Night"
The vast and cloud-embroidered canopy - Fanny Kemble "Lines Written at Night"
That o'er our shadowy earth hang brooding - Fanny Kemble "Lines Written at Night"
From her midnight throne of ether - Fanny Kemble "Lines Written at Night"
The perfect work of wisdom - Fanny Kemble "Lines, Written in London"
The last glance of his vanishing light - Fanny Kemble "The Minstrel's Grave"
Then rest content with sorrow - Fanny Kemble "On a Musical Box"
In presumption of the daring spirit - Fanny Kemble "The Prayer of a Lonely Heart"
Athwart the leaden sky - Fanny Kemble "A Promise"
The heavy clouds came gathering - Fanny Kemble "A Promise"
Drunk with heaven's tears - Fanny Kemble "A Promise"
Each moaning autumn breeze - Fanny Kemble "A Promise"
All fair things had passed away - Fanny Kemble "A Promise"
Studying the harmony of gentle Shakspeare - Fanny Kemble "A Promise [By the pure spring, whose haunted waters flow]"
On the wild shore of the eternal deep - Fanny Kemble "A Promise [By the pure spring, whose haunted waters flow]"
Mighty waters conquering sweep - Fanny Kemble "A Promise [By the pure spring, whose haunted waters flow]"
When sleep and silence keep their watch - Fanny Kemble "A Promise [In the dark, lonely night]"
All youth's brightest power - Fanny Kemble "A Promise [In the dark, lonely night]"
My nights of burning tears - Fanny Kemble "A Promise [In the dark, lonely night]"
The mountain-tops, where once Hope stood - Fanny Kemble "A Retrospect"
Who with me on my way did walk - Fanny Kemble "A Retrospect"
Sweet scraps of that immortal song - Fanny Kemble "A Retrospect"
That far land where fall no blights - Fanny Kemble "A Retrospect"
Sweet kindred of my exiled soul - Fanny Kemble "A Retrospect"
Dim lands in troubled dreams - Fanny Kemble "Song [Pass thy hand through my hair, lore]"
As the autumn peaches grow - Fanny Kemble "Song [Pass thy hand through my hair, lore]"
The last sunset of hope pass away - Fanny Kemble "Song [When you mournfully rivet your tear-laden eyes]"
Through the still sapphire skies - Fanny Kemble "Song [When you mournfully rivet your tear-laden eyes]"
Wrapt in a halo as soft, and as bright - Fanny Kemble "Song [When you mournfully rivet your tear-laden eyes]"
The pure silver radiance enshrining - Fanny Kemble "Song [When you mournfully rivet your tear-laden eyes]"
How the heavens stoop and gloom - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Art thou already weary of the way?]"
Every step more near the end - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Art thou already weary of the way?]"
Into the fountains of eternal light - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Away, away! bear me away, away]"
Melting in the sun's devouring ray - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Away, away! bear me away, away]"
No desert in the land of life - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Blaspheme not thou thy sacred life, nor turn]"
Shall teem with heavenly harvests - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Blaspheme not thou thy sacred life, nor turn]"
The strife of hourly being - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [But to be still! oh, but to cease awhile]"
The sharp biting file of action - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [But to be still! oh, but to cease awhile]"
The tightened chain of rough existence - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [But to be still! oh, but to cease awhile]"
The gloom of solemn cypress bowers - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [By jasper founts, whose falling waters make]"
No prying sunbeams break - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [By jasper founts, whose falling waters make]"
Guardian giants of this solitude - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Cover me with your everlasting arms]"
Buried lie in purple beds of thyme - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Cover me with your everlasting arms]"
A voice low in the sunset woods - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [I hear a voice low in the sunset woods]"
In the murmuring of the floods - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [I hear a voice low in the sunset woods]"
The stormy light of his fierce lurid eyes - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [I hear a voice low in the sunset woods]"
A flood of glory hands upon the world - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [I hear a voice low in the sunset woods]"
Bright flood of burning light - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Lady, whom my beloved loves so well!]"
In one eternal pang of memory - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Lady, whom my beloved loves so well!]"
Where the summer bees feed in thyme and clover - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Like one who walketh in a plenteous land]"
Where saffron skies roof in the earth - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Like one who walketh in a plenteous land]"
A sad heart walks through this jubilee - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Like one who walketh in a plenteous land]"
Wander hand in hand with Thought - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Oft let me wander hand in hand with Thought]"
And wake poor sobbing Echo - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Oft let me wander hand in hand with Thought]"
Unhallowed mirth shrieks frantic laughter - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Oh weary, weary world! how full thou art]"
Whirling in dizzy trance - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Oh weary, weary world! how full thou art]"
Who bear aloft the overflowing cup - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Oh weary, weary world! how full thou art]"
In Time's storehouse lie days, hours, and moments - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Say thou not sadly, "never," and "no more,"]"
Unknown hoards of joy - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Say thou not sadly, "never," and "no more,"]"
Spirit of all sweet sounds - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Spirit of all sweet sounds! who in mid air]"
That through the rustling corn run chattering - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Spirit of all sweet sounds! who in mid air]"
My veins run liquid flame - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [There's not a fibre in my trembling frame]"
Not a fibre in my trembling frame - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [There's not a fibre in my trembling frame]"
Swim in eddying whirls of passion - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [There's not a fibre in my trembling frame]"
A cold and bitter consciousness - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [There's not a fibre in my trembling frame]"
Doomed to till full sore - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that in the soil]"
Nightshade of the soul - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that in the soil]"
And watched with sleepless care - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that in the soil]"
Visions Time's dark wing effaces - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet ['Twas but a dream! and oh! what are they all]"
Visions Hope's bright finger traces - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet ['Twas but a dream! and oh! what are they all]"
A thousand thoughts of sunny weather - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Whene'er I recollect the happy time]"
Lime and silver hawthorn twined - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Whene'er I recollect the happy time]"
Some sunny dream of river, field, and sky - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Whene'er I recollect the happy time]"
Wafted on the blackbird's sunset song - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Whene'er I recollect the happy time]"
Some wild snatch of ancient melody - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Whene'er I recollect the happy time]"
'Twixt the last violet and the earliest rose - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Whene'er I recollect the happy time]"
Whose cheek bears pleasure's sleepless flush - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet: Written at four o'clock in the morning, after a ball"
From the bright eastern door - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet: Written at four o'clock in the morning, after a ball"
Lie bound with thongs of fire - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet: Written at four o'clock in the morning, after a ball"
Where the sun's shafts lie bound - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet: Written at four o'clock in the morning, after a ball"
Day's chariot-wheels upon th' horizon - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet: Written at four o'clock in the morning, after a ball"
The bitterest tears we shed - Fanny Kemble "'Tis an Old Tale and Often Told"
Your fond eyes and yearning hearts - Fanny Kemble "'Tis an Old Tale and Often Told"
Upon the face of this blank earth - Fanny Kemble "'Tis an Old Tale and Often Told"
Too common to deserve a tear - Fanny Kemble "'Tis an Old Tale and Often Told"
Her frozen heart denies - Fanny Kemble "'Tis an Old Tale and Often Told"
One dark, fatal, deep eclipse - Fanny Kemble "'Tis an Old Tale and Often Told"
When the year begins to wane - Fanny Kemble "To --- [I would I might be with thee, when the year]"
Wild requiems for the summer that is gone - Fanny Kemble "To --- [I would I might be with thee, when the year]"
Filling the brief space of one mortal hour - Fanny Kemble "To --- [I would I might be with thee, when the year]"
Wither our spirits stray - Fanny Kemble "To --- [Is it a sin to wish that I may meet thee]"
When sleep and darkness follow - Fanny Kemble "To --- [Is it a sin to wish that I may meet thee]"
Wish the staring sunlight gone - Fanny Kemble "To --- [Is it a sin to wish that I may meet thee]"
Day and its thousand torturing moments - Fanny Kemble "To --- [Is it a sin to wish that I may meet thee]"
Of the blessing from the sod - Fanny Kemble "To --- [What recks the sun, how weep the heavy flowers]"
Have found my sin's sharp scourge - Fanny Kemble "To --- [What recks the sun, how weep the heavy flowers]"
The laugh with silver sound - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When the dawn]"
The night with solemn eyes - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When the dawn]"
Tread those well known paths - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When the glad sun looks smiling from the sky]"
When the warm hearth throws its bright glow - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When the glad sun looks smiling from the sky]"
Wakes with its joyous sound the soul of mirth - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When the glad sun looks smiling from the sky]"
And the wild winds sang requiem - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When we first met, dark wintry skies were glooming]"
No spell to waken sense - Fanny Kemble "To a Picture"
My fond prayers and wild idolatry - Fanny Kemble "To a Picture"
Loathing the heavy chains that bind - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
That misery perhaps is found - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
A world of sorrow and of sin - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
Life's sweetest buds fall withered - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
Hope's bright wings in the dark earth - Fanny Kemble "To a Star"
Time beckons on the hours - Fanny Kemble "To Miss ---"
And in her train the hour of parting - Fanny Kemble "To Miss ---"
A stream of sad and solemn splendour - Fanny Kemble "To Mrs. --- [I never shall forget thee--'tis a word]"
The Power that lent such gifts - Fanny Kemble "To Mrs. --- [I never shall forget thee--'tis a word]"
And guide it safely to the port at last - Fanny Kemble "To Mrs. --- [I never shall forget thee--'tis a word]"
Wander through this dismal earth - Fanny Kemble "To My Guardian Angel"
Whose guardian wings hung o'er me - Fanny Kemble "To My Guardian Angel"
Listen now to that one note - Fanny Kemble "To the Nightingale"
Youngest and fairest of the four - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
A thousand germs of light and beauty - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
Wherein a thousand winged minstrels meet - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
The work-song of the early bees - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
White blossoms fondly murmuring - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
All steeped in starry dew - Fanny Kemble "To the Spring"
Clasp my hands over my weary eyes - Fanny Kemble "To the Wissahiccon"
When once my sail is shadowed - Fanny Kemble "To the Wissahiccon"
From stony rifts of granite gray - Fanny Kemble "To the Wissahiccon"
Eclipse the midnight moon's soft ray - Fanny Kemble "To Thomas Moore, Esq."
Bound with the laurel of victory - Fanny Kemble "To Thomas Moore, Esq."
Crowned with the halo of liberty - Fanny Kemble "To Thomas Moore, Esq."
On the listening ear of night - Fanny Kemble "To Thomas Moore, Esq."
Bound by her emerald zone - Fanny Kemble "Venice"
That now breathe the universal air - Fanny Kemble "The Vision of Life"
That in the womb of Time yet sleep - Fanny Kemble "The Vision of Life"
Every sound of war triumphant - Fanny Kemble "The Vision of Life"
The ceaseless stream of worshippers - Fanny Kemble "The Vision of Life"
The full chorus of their midnight song - Fanny Kemble "The Wind"
No terror in the lightning's glare - Fanny Kemble "The Wind"
Upon the emblazoned leaf of fame - Fanny Kemble "A Wish [Let me not die forever when I'm laid]"
Purple wreaths of mournful nightshade - Fanny Kemble "A Wish [Oh! that I were a fairy sprite, to wander]"
The rocks that lock with loitering feet - Fanny Kemble "Written After Leaving West Point"
Crept down into its depths - Fanny Kemble "Written After Leaving West Point"
Love was melting our two souls - Fanny Kemble "Written After Leaving West Point"
The wings of fire are furled - Fanny Kemble "Written After Spending a Day at West Point"
Looking upon the never-resting earth - Fanny Kemble "Written After Spending a Day at West Point"
Where has fled the happy dream - Fanny Kemble "Written After Spending a Day at West Point"
The mountains with their tangled hair - Fanny Kemble "Written After Spending a Day at West Point"
The wild torrent's snowy, leaping feet - Fanny Kemble "Written After Spending a Day at West Point"
To which our footsteps never shall return - Fanny Kemble "Written After Spending a Day at West Point"
No more will mingle with the dirge - Fanny Kemble "Written on Cramond Beach]"
Filling with awful harmony the air - Fanny Kemble "Written on Cramond Beach]"
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