Samuel Rogers

(30 July 1763 – 18 December 1855)

Samuel Rogers Poems

1. A Character 9/3/2010
2. A Farewell 9/3/2010
3. An Italian Song 9/3/2010
4. From An Italian Sonnet 9/3/2010
5. From Euripides 9/3/2010
6. From Eurpides Ii 9/3/2010
7. Italy : 10. Como 9/3/2010
8. Italy : 11. Bergamo 9/3/2010
9. Italy : 13. Coll'Alto 9/3/2010
10. Italy : 15. Luigi 9/3/2010
11. Italy : 16. St. Mark's Rest 9/3/2010
12. Italy : 17. The Gondola 9/3/2010
13. Italy : 18. The Brides Of Venice 9/3/2010
14. Italy : 19. Foscari 9/3/2010
15. Italy : 2. Meillerie 9/3/2010
16. Italy : 21. Arquà 9/3/2010
17. Italy : 23. Bologna 9/3/2010
18. Italy : 24. Florence 9/3/2010
19. Italy : 25. Don Garzia 9/3/2010
20. Italy : 27. The Pilgrim 9/3/2010
21. Italy : 28. An Interview 9/3/2010
22. Italy : 40. Banditti 9/3/2010
23. Italy : 41. An Adventure 9/3/2010
24. Italy : 42. Naples 9/3/2010
25. Italy : 44. A Character 9/3/2010
26. Italy : 46. Sorrento 9/3/2010
27. Italy : 47. Monte Cassino 9/3/2010
28. Italy : 48. The Harper 9/3/2010
29. Italy : 49. The Feluca 9/3/2010
30. Italy : 5. The Descent 9/3/2010
31. Italy : 50. Genoa 9/3/2010
32. Italy : 51. Marco Griffoni 9/3/2010
33. Italy : 31. A Funeral 9/3/2010
34. Italy : 33. The Campagna Of Rome 9/3/2010
35. Italy : 34. The Roman Pontiffs 9/3/2010
36. Italy : 36. The Nun 9/3/2010
37. Italy : 37. The Fire-Fly 9/3/2010
38. Italy : 39. The Fountain 9/3/2010
39. Italy : 6. Jorasse 9/3/2010
40. Italy : 7. Marguerite De Tours 9/3/2010
Best Poem of Samuel Rogers

Italy : 14. Venice

There is a glorious City in the Sea.
The Sea is in the broad, the narrow streets,
Ebbing and flowing; and the salt sea-weed
Clings to the marble of her palaces.
No track of men, no footsteps to and fro,
Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the Sea,
Invisible; and from the land we went,
As to a floating City -- steering in,
And gliding up her streets as in a dream,
So smoothly, silently -- by many a dome,
Mosque-like, and many a stately portico,
The statues ranged along an azure sky;
By many a pile in more than Eastern pride,
Of old the residence of ...

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A Character

As thro' the hedge-row shade the violet steals,
And the sweet air its modest leaf reveals;
Her softer charms, but by their influence known,
Surprise all hearts, and mould them to her own.

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Caged in old woods, whose reverend echoes wake
When the hern screams along the distant lake,

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