Felicia Dorothea Hemans

(25 September 1793 – 16 May 1835 / Liverpool, England)

Felicia Dorothea Hemans Poems

161. Harvest Hymn 4/8/2010
162. Greek Funeral Chant Or Myriologue 4/8/2010
163. Gertrude, Or Fidelity Till Death 4/8/2010
164. Flight Of The Spirit 1/1/2004
165. Fairy Favours 4/8/2010
166. Evening Prayer At A Girl's School 3/26/2012
167. England And Spain 4/8/2010
168. Edith: A Tale Of The Woods 4/8/2010
169. Dirge 1/4/2003
170. Design And Performance 1/1/2004
171. Costanza 4/8/2010
172. Corinne At The Capitol 3/26/2012
173. Coeur De Lion At The Bier Of His Father 4/8/2010
174. Christmas Carol 4/8/2010
175. Casabianca 1/1/2004
176. Carolan's Prophecy 4/8/2010
177. Bring Flowers 4/8/2010
178. Breathings Of Spring 4/8/2010
179. Brandenburgh Harvest-Song 4/8/2010
180. Arabella Stuart 4/8/2010
181. Ancient Greek Song Of Exile 4/8/2010
182. An Hour Of Romance 4/8/2010
183. Alaric In Italy 4/8/2010
184. Address To Thought 4/8/2010
185. Address To Music 4/8/2010
186. Address To Fancy 4/8/2010
187. A Voyager's Dream Of Land 4/8/2010
188. A Spirit's Return 4/8/2010
189. A Parting Song 4/8/2010
190. A Monarch's Death-Bed 4/8/2010
191. A Farewell To Abbotsford 3/26/2012
192. A Domestic Scene 4/8/2010
Best Poem of Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Casabianca

The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit the battle's wreck
Shone round him o'er the dead.
Yet beautiful and bright he stood,
As born to rule the storm;
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though childlike form.

The flames roll'd on...he would not go
Without his father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
His voice no longer heard.

He call'd aloud..."Say, father,say
If yet my task is done!"
He knew not that the chieftain lay
Unconscious of his son.

"Speak, father!" once ...

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Sabbath Sonnet

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How many blessed groups this hour are bending,
Through England's primrose meadow-paths, their way
Towards spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending,
Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day!

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