Cold in the earth–the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?
Now, when ...  [+]

Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree– The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring, Its ...  [+]

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven’s glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.
O God within my breast, Almighty ...  [+]