Samantha Mack

I climb the hill: from end to end    Of all the landscape underneath,    I find no place that does not breathe Some gracious memory of my...

Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again,    So loud with voices of the birds,    So thick with lowings of the herds, Day, when I lost the flowe...

You leave us: you will see the Rhine,    And those fair hills I sail'd below,    When I was there with him; and go By summer belts of whe...

My love has talk'd with rocks and trees;    He finds on misty mountain-ground    His own vast shadow glory-crown'd; He sees himself in al...

You say, but with no touch of scorn,    Sweet-hearted, you, whose light-blue eyes    Are tender over drowning flies, You tell me, doubt i...

By night we linger'd on the lawn,    For underfoot the herb was dry;    And genial warmth; and o'er the sky The silvery haze of summer dr...

How pure at heart and sound in head,    With what divine affections bold    Should be the man whose thought would hold An hour's communio...

I shall not see thee. Dare I say    No spirit ever brake the band    That stays him from the native land Where first he walk'd when clasp...

If any vision should reveal    Thy likeness, I might count it vain    As but the canker of the brain; Yea, tho' it spake and made appeal ...

When rosy plumelets tuft the larch,    And rarely pipes the mounted thrush;    Or underneath the barren bush Flits by the sea-blue bird o...

He tasted love with half his mind,    Nor ever drank the inviolate spring    Where nighest heaven, who first could fling This bitter seed...

Witch-elms that counterchange the floor    Of this flat lawn with dusk and bright;    And thou, with all thy breadth and height Of foliag...

Wild bird, whose warble, liquid sweet,    Rings Eden thro' the budded quicks,    O tell me where the senses mix, O tell me where the pass...

I past beside the reverend walls    In which of old I wore the gown;    I roved at random thro' the town, And saw the tumult of the halls...

Sweet after showers, ambrosial air,    That rollest from the gorgeous gloom    Of evening over brake and bloom And meadow, slowly breathi...

This truth came borne with bier and pall    I felt it, when I sorrow'd most,    'Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have lo...

When I contemplate all alone    The life that had been thine below,    And fix my thoughts on all the glow To which thy crescent would ha...

Dip down upon the northern shore,    O sweet new-year delaying long;    Thou doest expectant nature wrong; Delaying long, delay no more. ...

I wage not any feud with Death    For changes wrought on form and face;    No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fri...

Could I have said while he was here,    "My love shall now no further range;    There cannot come a mellower change, For now is love matu...