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 LOUIS A. ROBERTS. 
 
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 " The Poet's eye, in a fine frenzy r oiling, 
 Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, 
 And as imagination bodies forth 
 The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen 
 Turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing 
 A local habitation and a name." 
 
 SPRINGFIELD, MASS. 
 D. E. FISK & COMPANY, 
 
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 in the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington. 
 
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THE PUBLISHER'S NOTE. 
 
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HIGH ART. 
 
TOO THIN. 
 
 "Ladies and Gentlemen. I regret to announce 
 that, owing to a sudden and severe attack of 
 illness, the gentleman who was advertised to take 
 the part of Hamlet this evening, will be unable 
 to appear before you. With the omission of this 
 unimportant character, however, the play will 
 begin as usual with all our splendid scenic 
 effects, including a real ghost. Hoping, ladies 
 and gentlemen, that this little circumstance will 
 in nowise detract from your pleasure in the 
 evening's entertainment, the performance will 
 now commence." 
 

When Freedom from her mountain height 
 Unfurled her standard to the air, 
 
 She tore the azure robe of night, 
 And set the stars of glory there. 
 
 JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE. 
 
There studious let me sit* . 
 And hold high converse <with the mighty 
 dead. 
 
 THOMSON*. 
 
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Gay birds in cages pining. 
 Are not the birds for me ; 
 
 The plumes so brightly shining, 
 I care not now to see ; 
 
 But I've a bird 
 
 THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY 
 " THE ROSE THAT ALL ARE PRAISING/' 
 
The most unkindest cut of all! 
 
 SHAKSPEARE, 
 
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Over the river they beckon to me, 
 
 Loved ones who've crossed to the 
 
 further side ; 
 
 *The gleam of their snowy robes I see, 
 But their voices are lost in the rushing 
 tide. 
 
 NANCY A. W. PRIEST. 
 
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Pm sitting on the stile, Mary. 
 
 OLD SONG, 
 
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Her shape in dreams I oft behold, 
 And oft she whispers in my ear. 
 
 MOORE. 
 
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The Smith, a mighty man is he, 
 With large and sinewy hands, 
 
 And the muscles of his brawny arms, 
 Are strong as iron bands. 
 
 LONGFELLOW 
 "THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH." 
 
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The man that hath no music in himself ] 
 And is not moved with concord of sweet 
 
 sounds, 
 Is Jit for treason, stratagems and spoils" 
 
 SHAKSPEARE 
 
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Beautiful fie of the sea, 
 Sweet is thy memry to me. 
 
 OLD SONG, 
 
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Lo, ho<w her dark arm holds me ! / am 
 
 bound 
 By the soft touch of fingers light as leaves. 
 
 ROBERT BUCHANAN. 
 
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PERSEUS ET CAPUT MEDUSAE. 
 
 The victor Perseus, with the Gorgon 
 head y 
 
 O'er Lybyan sands his airy journey 
 sped, 
 
 The gory drops distilled, as swift he 
 flew, 
 
 And from each drop envenomed ser- 
 pents grew. 
 
 ANONYMOUS. 
 
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A woman moved is like a fountain 
 
 troubled, 
 Muddy, ill- seeming, thick, bereft of 
 
 beauty" 
 
 SHAKSPEARE. 
 
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BIRD SEED, 
 
 In process of germination. 
 
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// is an ancient Mariner, 
 And he stoppeth one of three. 
 
 By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, 
 Now wherefore stopp'st thou me ?" 
 
 COLERIDGE. 
 
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THE TWINS. 
 
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She rose from her delicious sleep, 
 And put away her dark brown hair 
 
 WHITTIER 
 "-THE MAIDEN'S PRAYER.." 
 
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THE CARRIER DOVE. 
 
 Fly away to my native land, sweet dove, 
 Fly away to my native land, 
 
 And bear these lines to my lady love, 
 That I've traced with a feeble hand. 
 
 OLD SONG. 
 
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A hundred months have passed, 
 Lorena, 
 
 Since last I held this hand in mine, 
 And felt thy pulse beat fast, Lorena, 
 
 But mine beat faster far than 
 
 thine. 
 
 OLD SONG. 
 
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S3?sil&*Sjf 
 
 O have you seen fair Inez ? 
 
 She's gone into the West, 
 To dazzle when the sun goes down. 
 
 And rob the world of rest. 
 
 HOOD 
 
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THE CHILD OF THE REGIMENT. 
 
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It is a wise father that knows his own son. 
 
 SHAKSPEARE, 
 
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* How can I leave thee ?" 
 
 OLD SONG. 
 
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A gleaming shoulder cut the stream, and lo / 
 I saw the glistening Naiad rise : 
 
 She floated like a lily, white as snow, 
 With half -closed eyes. 
 
 ROBERT BUCHANAN. 
 
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 / could a tale unfold * 
 
 SHAKSPEARE. 
 
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No : strike at once my hour is come > 
 
 in thee 
 
 I recognize the minister of Jove, 
 And, kneeling, thus submit me to his 
 
 Power. 
 
 TALFOURD'S " ION." 
 
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Maud Muller, on a summer day, 
 Raked the meadow sweet with hay. 
 Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth 
 Of simple beauty and rustic health. 
 Singing she wrought, and her merry glee 
 The mock-bird echoed from his tree. 
 
 WHITTIER. 
 
But what is this ? it comet h and it 
 
 brings 
 4 music with it 'tis the rush of wings. 
 
 EDGAR A. POE 
 
 "AL AARAAF." 
 
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Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, 
 And slowly rolled her eyes around. 
 
 COLERIDGE 
 
 " CHRISTABEL." 
 
" Til chase the antelope over the plain, 
 'The tiger s cub I'll bind with a chain , 
 And the wild gazelle, with its silvery 
 
 feet, 
 Til give to thee for a playmate sweet!' 
 
 OLD SONG. 
 
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// is a beauteous lady, richly dressed, 
 Around her neck are chains and 
 
 jewels rare ; 
 A velvet mantle shrouds her snowy 
 
 breast, 
 
 And a 'young child is sweetly 
 slumbering there." 
 
 OLD SONG 
 
 ALLAN PERCY. 
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What though the tempest madly raves ? 
 I dive into thy darksome caves, 
 And snatch the jewels hidden there. 
 To glisten in the upper air.'" 
 
 ANON 
 " THE PEARL DIVER TO THE SEA." 
 
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Come one, come all; this rock shall fly 
 From its Jinn base as soon as I!" 
 
 SCOTT. 
 
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'Twere vain to guess what shook the 
 
 pious man. 
 
 Who looked not lovingly on that divan, 
 Nor show'd high relish for the banquet 
 prest. 
 
 BYRON 
 
 " THE CORSAIR." 
 
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Oh, tell me some secluded place, 
 Where, weary with this fitful race, 
 These tired limbs awhile may rest. 
 
 AELLA GREENE, 
 
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The lone starry hour give me, love, 
 
 When still is the beautiful night , 
 When the round laughing moon I see, love, 
 
 Peep through the clouds, silver bright ; 
 When the wind through the lone wooa 
 sweeps, love, 
 
 And I gaze on some bright rising star, 
 When the world is asleep, wake thou, love, 
 
 And list while I touch my guitar. 
 
 OLD SERENADE 
 
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The "poor but respectable parents? 
 OLD BIOGRAPHERS. 
 
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Oh, what a fall was there, my country 
 
 SHAKSPEARE 
 
 men . 
 
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List ! 'tis a Grecian maid that sings, 
 While from Ilyssus* silvery springs, 
 She draws the cool lymph in her 
 
 graceful urn ; 
 And by her side, in music's charm 
 
 dissolving, 
 Some patriot youth, the glorious past 
 
 revolving, 
 
 Dreams of bright days that never 
 can return. 
 
 MOORE. 
 
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Turn, Angelina, ever dear, 
 
 My charmer, turn to see 
 Thy own, thy long lost Edwin here, 
 
 Restored to love and thee ! 
 
 GOLDSMITH 
 
 "THE HERMIT." 
 
My bark is on the Sea /" 
 
 BYRON, 
 
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And there upon the moss she sits, 
 The Dark Ladle in silent pain ; 
 
 The heavy tear is In her eye, 
 And drops and swells again. 
 
 COLERIDGE 
 " BALLAD OF THE DARK LADIE." 
 
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The shades of night were falling fast, 
 As through an Alpine village passed, 
 A youth, who bore, mid snow and ice, 
 A banner with the strange device, 
 Excelsior /" 
 
 LONGFELLOW. 
 
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Unbridled Spirit ! throned upon the lap 
 Of ebon Midnight y 'whither dost thou 
 stray ? 
 
 ANON 
 "HYMN TO THE NIGHT WIND." 
 
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BOARDING 
 
 The sullen bell is tolling, 
 That calls me to my doom. 
 
 FRANCES A. FULLER 
 
 u QUEEN MARY'S LOVERS." 
 
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Thou art more wondrous fair than mortals 
 know. 
 
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 Close up each eyelid with a warm, rich kiss, 
 And let me listen while the sunlights go : 
 
 I cannot bear a time so still as this, 
 Unbroken by thy voice's fall and flow. 
 
 Sing to me, Beautiful ! Sing low, sing 
 low, sing low ! 
 
 ROBERT BUCHANAN - 
 
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 iC THE SIREN," 
 
O master ! we are seven. 
 
 WORDSWORTH, 
 
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Hark ! how the loud and ponderous mace 
 
 of time, 
 Knocks at the golden portals of the day. 
 
 LONGFELLOW 
 
 "THE SPANISH STUDENT." 
 
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