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Title: The poetical works of Fitz-Greene Halleck : Now first collected ; illustrated with steel engravings, from drawings by American artists
Year: 1850 (1850s)
Authors: Halleck, Fitz-Greene, 1790-1867
Subjects: Halleck, Fitz-Greene, 1790-1867
Publisher: New York : D. Appleton
Contributing Library: Brandeis University Libraries
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color the first rainbow wore, When it came smiling in its hues of beauty, A promise from on high to a lost world. Her robe seemed of the snow just fallen to earth, Pure from its home in the far winter clouds, As white, as stainless; and around her waist (You might have spanned it with your thumb and finger),A girdle of the hue of Indian pearlsWas twined, resembling the faint line of waterThat follows the swift bark oer quiet seas.Her face I saw not: but her shape, her form,Was one of those with which creating bardsPeople a world of their own fashioning,Forms for the heart to love and cherish ever,The visiting angels of our twilight dreams.Her foot was loveliest of remembered things,Small as a fairys on a moonlit leafListening the wind-harps song, and watching byThe wild-thyme pillow of her sleeping queen, 72 A SKETCH When proud Titania shuns her Oberon.But twas that foot which broke the spell—alas!Its stocking had a deep, deep tinge of blue—I turned away in sadness, and passed on.
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DOMESTIC HAPPINESS. The only bliss Of Paradise that has survived the fall Cowper. I. Beside the nuptial curtain bright, The Bard of Eden sings, Young Love his constant lamp will light, And wave his purple wings.But rain-drops from the clouds of care May bid that lamp be dim,And the boy Love will pout and swear Tis then no place for him. II. So mused the lovely Mrs. Dash; Tis wrong to mention names ;When for her surly husbands cash She urged in vain her claims.I want a little money, dear, For Vandervoort and Flandin,Their bill, which now has run a year, To-morrow mean to hand in. III. More ? cried the husband, half asleep, Youll drive me to despair;The lady was too proud to weep, And too polite to swear.She bit her lip for very spite, He felt a storm was brewing,And dreamed of nothing else all night, But brokers, banks, and ruin. DOMESTIC HAPPINESS. 75 IV. He thought her pretty once, but dreams Have sure a wondrous power,For to his eye the lady seems Quite altered since that hour ;And

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