Felicia Hemans

thumb|Felicia Hemans thumb|Felicia Hemans Felicia Dorothea Hemans (September 25, 1793 – May 16, 1835) was an English poet. Quotes In the busy haunts of men. "Tale of the Secret Tribunal" (published 1822), part i, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). thumb|Signature of Felicia HemansCalm on the bosom of thy God,Fair spirit, rest thee now! The Siege of Valencia (1823), scene ix, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). I have looked on the hills of the stormy North,And the larch has hung his tassels forth. The Voice of Spring (published 1835), reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). But fair the exil'd Palm-tree grewMidst foliage of no kindred hue;Through the laburnum’s dropping goldRose the light shaft of Orient mould,And Europe’s violets, faintly sweet,Purpled the mossbeds at its feet. The Palm Tree, st. 2. They grew in beauty side by side,They filled one home with glee:Their graves are severed far and wideBy mount and stream and sea. The Graves of a Household, st. 1. Alas for love, if thou wert all,And naught beyond, O Earth! The Graves of a Household, st. 8. The boy stood on the burning deck,Whence all but him had fled;The flame that lit the battle's wreckShone round him o'er the dead. Casabianca, st. 1 (1826). The flames roll'd on­-he would not goWithout his father's word;That father, faint in death below,His voice no longer heard. Casabianca, st. 3. The stately Homes of England,How beautiful they stand!Amidst their tall ancestral trees,O'er all the pleasant land. The Homes of England, st. 1 (1828). Oh, call my brother back to me!I cannot play alone:The summer comes with flower and bee,—Where is my brother gone? The Child's First Grief (1828). 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 (1824). 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, st. 1. I had a hat. It was not all a hat,—Part of the brim was gone:Yet still I wore it on. Rhine Song of the German Soldiers after Victory. The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers (1826) The breaking waves dashed highOn a stern and rock-bound coast,And the woods against a stormy skyTheir giant branches tossed. Stanza 1. And the heavy night hung dark,The hills and waters o'er,When a band of exiles moored their barkOn the wild New England shore. Stanza 2. What sought they thus afar?Bright jewels of the mine,The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?They sought a faith's pure shrine. Stanza 9. Ay, call it holy ground,The soil where first they trod;They have left unstained what there they found —Freedom to whorship God. Stanza 10. Quotes about Felicia Hemans Thou hast been round us, like a viewless spirit,Known only by the music on the air;The leaf or flowers which thou hast named inheritA beauty known but from thy breathing there:For thou didst on them fling thy strong emotion,The likeness from itself the fond heart gave;As planets from afar look down on ocean,And give their own sweet image to the wave. Letitia Elizabeth Landon, Fisher's Drawing Room Scrap Book, 1838 (1837), 'Felicia Hemans' External links Author:Felicia Dorothea Hemans Felicia Hemans at UPenn Digital Library Felicia Hemans at The Victorian Web Category:Poets from England Category:Playwrights from England Category:Women authors from England Category:People from Liverpool Category:1793 births Category:1835 deaths