CONTENTS.

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MELANIE -

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LORD IVON AND HIS DaugaTER

Birth-day Verses . . .

Florence Gray - - ..

To - - - -

To -

The Confessional :.. .

Lines on leaving Europe

The Dying Alchymist - ..

The Leper

Parrhasius . . . . -

The Wife's Appeal - . ;

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The Scholar of Thebet Ben Khorat . . -

Christ's Entrance into Jerusalem . . . 121

The Healing of the Daughter of Jairus .

125

The Soldier's Widow - . - - - 132

Extract from a Poem delivered at the Departure of the

Senior Class of Yale College, in 1826 - ". . 135

To a City Pigeon - - - . : 141

To Julia Grisi - - - - - - 143

The Baptism of Christ. . . . . . - : 144

On a Picture of a beautiful Boy . . . . 148

On the Picture of a Child tired of Play-

To a face beloved - - - - - - 153

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168

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Idleness •

The Burial of Arnold

Spring - - - - - - -
The Torn Hat - - - -

April - - - - - - -

The Belfry Pigeon - - - - - -

To Laura W-

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On a Picture of a girl leading her Blind Mother through

the wood - - - - - -

To a Stolen Ring - - - - -

To my Mother from the Appenínes

To Ermengarde - - - - -

The Shunamite .

Absalom

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Hagar in the Wilderness

The Widow of Nain ..

Dawn - - ..

Saturday Afternoon -

A Child's first Impression of a Star

May - - - -

On witnessing a Baptism - ..

The Annoyer - - .

Roaring Brook . -

Lines on the New Year, 1825 -

Lines on the New Year, 1826 ..

On the Death of a young girl . .

Andre’s Request to Washington ..

Sonnet-Winter - - -

Sonnet . . . . . .

Sonnet - · · · · ·

The Table of Emerald .

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TO

THE REV. LOUIS DWIGHT,

This Volume

IS AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED,

BY HIS KINSMAN,

THE AUTHOR.

MELANIE.

I stood on yonder rocky brow, *

And marvell’d at the Sybil's fane, When I was not what I am now.

My life was then untouch'd of pain ; And, as the breeze that stirr'd my hair,

My spirit freshened in the sky,
And all things that were true and fair

Lay closely to my loving eye,
With nothing shadowy between-
I was a boy of seventeen.
Yon wondrous temple crests the rock,

As light upon its giddy base,