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Book: Songs Of A Stranger

I do but dream.
Like one that stands upon a promontory
And spies a far off shore which he would reach,
Wishing his foot were equal with his eye.

Shakespeare.

TO THE
REV. WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES,
THESE POEMS
ARE DEDICATED, AS A TRIBUTE OF GRATITUDE
AND
SINCERE ESTEEM,
BY

/LOUISA STUART COSTELLO/

CONTENTS

The Hunter of the Uruguay to his Love  
The Destroying Spirit  
Lines.—If we should ever meet again  
Song.—Thy form was fair  
Song.—This mournful heart  
The Dreamer on the Sea-shore  
Lines.—I cannot sleep  
The Cape of the Caba Rumia  
Song.—The transient time  
The Inca  
Night, on the Sea-shore  
Spirit's Song  
To my Mother  
Lines.—Oft on that latest star  
Song.—In early days  
Song.—Oh, had I ne'er beheld thee  
Song for a German Air  
Eastern Song  
Lines.—When this heart is cold and still  
Song.—Thou art gone    
Song.—I will not ask
His Indian Love to Diogo Alvarez
Miranda's Song  
Medjnoon in his Solitude    
The Past  
Song.—Thou wert lovely      
Song.—Since thou wilt banish me    
Song.—If those dark eyes  
November Fifth    
Memory    
Song.—Oh, long enough my life has been    
Song.—When others saw thee    
To a False Friend  
The Indian Cupid  
Song.—Yes, I had hope  
The Traveller in Africa    
Song of the Crew of Diaz    
Song.—Oh that I could forget    
Sylph's Song        
Song.—'Tis the spot where we parted    
Song.—Oh let thy sorrows  
Lines.—Why look'd I on that fatal line    
The Adieu      
Spanish Song    
Savoyard's Song  
Song.—When all has faded      
Song.—Swiftly o'er the green sea    
Romance      
Song.—Were all the vows    
Written at B—      
Elegy        
Song.—Ere fortune change    
Lines.—We met, and the hour    
On hearing of the Change, &c.    
On a Picture of Cupid    
Sung by the Wife of a Japanese    
Palace of the Cappelletti    
From Metastasio    
From the same      
From Tasso's Aminta    
From Metastasio  
From the same    
Imitated from Tasso's Aminta  
The first Discovery of Columbus    
Lament of an Ashantee Warrior  
Complaint of Amanieu    
La Partenza    
The Return of the Indians    
The Wanderers in the Polar Sea    
Chaucer's Tale of the Falcon  
Saint Aldhelm    
Lines written in November, at Bremhill, Wilts, the          
Residence of the Rev. W. L. Bowles  
Lines.—I ask thee not for looks that tell  
Esquimaux Song    
Esquimaux Incantation    
Song.—Pretty Jeanette, the time has been    
Colabah, the Camel-seeker          
Lines.—Say not my years    


/NOTES /

[Provided by Author]



Whoe'er may chance upon thys lyttel booke
   A moment's time to pause, may call to mynde
That lyfe itself is one, whereon we looke
   With eye of praise or blame, whenas we fynde
   Our faults scann'd light, or hardlie, by mankynde.
Soe, gentil reader, take not moche amisse
  What our hight authore may have been inclyn'd
Herein to rite:—as he but meneth thys,
To shew his booke, lyke lyfe, a varied volume is.

         _Old Poem_


           
_THE END_.

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