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| Felicia Dorothea (Browne) Hemans. (1793–1835) (continued) |
| 5884 |
| Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod: They have left unstained what there they found,— Freedom to worship God. |
| Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers. |
| 5885 |
| Through the laburnum’s dropping gold Rose the light shaft of Orient mould, And Europe’s violets, faintly sweet, Purpled the mossbeds at its feet. |
| The Palm-Tree. |
| 5886 |
| They grew in beauty side by side, They filled one home with glee: Their graves are severed far and wide By mount and stream and sea. |
| The Graves of a Household. |
| 5887 |
| Alas for love, if thou wert all, And naught beyond, O Earth! |
| The Graves of a Household. |
| 5888 |
| The boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle’s wreck Shone round him o’er the dead. |
| Casabianca. |
| 5889 |
| Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind’s breath, And stars to set; but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death! |
| The Hour of Death. |
| 5890 |
| Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone; The woodman’s axe lies free, And the reaper’s work is done. |
| Tyrolese Evening Song. |
| 5891 |
| In the busy haunts of men. |
| Tale of the Secret Tribunal. Part i. |
| 5892 |
| Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now! |
| Siege of Valencia. Scene ix. |