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My earrings! my earrings! they've dropt into the well,And what to say to Muca, I cannot, cannot tell-'Twas thus Grenada's fountain by, spoke Albuharez' daughter,The well is deep, far down they lie, beneath the cold blue water-To me did Muca give…

I asked old time and the spheres,To answer this question so high;Days, months, and the swift rolling yearsBut neither gave any replyI stood on a steep precipice,And call'd to the surges below,If ocean could answer me this?Its hoarse billows murmured…

Weep, Emeline, weep,And no tongue shall reprove thee;Weep, Emeline, weepFor the friends that did live thee.The flowers in the lightOf the sunshine are blooming;But the checks that were bright,In the grave are consuming.The birds on the treesSing as…

BEAUTY - remember that change and decayWill pursue in your path, as the night follows day:PRIDE - bear in mind that your form is of clay, And will rot with the meanest that stands in yourway:WEALTH - that you are like the rainbow's bright…

Night turns to day: When sullen darkness lowers, And heaven and earth are hid from sight, Cheer up, cheer up; Ere long the opening flowers, With dewy eyes shall shine in light. Storms die in calms: When over land and ocean Roll the loud chariots of…

Hail to thee! bright and ever rolling moon,Wheeling thy car in splendour through the sky;Thou art to mortals a most welcome boon,When waves Old Night his ebon [sic] wand on high,Thou beamest in thy beauty and how soonFlee the light clouds with their…

Now, the nuptial knot is tied,Su'da attends the lovely bride;Crown her, ye celestial powers,Flora, strew her path with flowers.Ye nine, your golden harps employ;To melting strains of nuptial joy;Oh! Cupid prove the gentle guide!To this new, this…

Farewell! my dear friend, but I leave you with sorrow,And regret pains my breast that we ever must part;For in youth I look'd forward with hope to the morrow,That should give and bind to me a soul without art.I found thee congenial, my heart hail'd…

The liquid chrystal glitters in thine eye,The pearly dew drop quivers on they cheek,Thy snowy bosom heaves the trembling sigh,What can they grief dispel? - Speak, Lady Speak!Thy ivory brow with thought is overcast,Thy dulcet accents tremulously…

Sweet minstrel, take thy harp again,And breathe upon its chords of fire;I claim one warm responsive strainOf holy friendship from thy lyre.No brighter them can poet ask,That fountain of Platonic love:Then sing, for thou art meet the task,Thy draught…