Felicia Hemans,
Poems in The London Literary Gazette 1823
(1823)
“ Answering their whisper, there no more shalt wave! The flowers o'er Posilippo's brow May cluster in their purple bloom, But on the mantling ivy-bough Thy breezy place is void, by Virgil's tomb. Thy place is void!—Oh! none on earth, This crowded earth, may so remain, Save that which souls of loftiest birth Leave, when they part, their brighter home to gain. ”
Felicia Hemans,
Poems in The London Literary Gazette 1823
(1823)
“ Have gather'd up their treasures, and are gone! —Will the dust tell us where They that have burst the prison-house are flown? Rise, nurseling of the Day, If thou wouldst trace their way! Earth has no voice to make the secret known! ”
Felicia Hemans,
Poems in The London Literary Gazette 1823
(1823)
“ Note: Felicia Hemans authorship has not been confirmed elsewhere but, in view of the previous week’s entries, it can’t be ruled out, and the poem is therefore included here. Knowing the whereabouts of Rura might provide some guidance. ”
