Poems by Alaric Alexander Watts
Morning
... Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, with rosy hand ...
Thou hast flashed on my sight,
... Hast thou burst on my sadness, ...
Inscription
... Yon streamlet, murmuring o'er its sands of gold, ...
The Wedding Day
... âMy heart and harp have lost the stringâ ...
The Closing Scene
... It beatsâagainâanotherâand another,â ...
The Home of Taliessin
... I asked, where, and oh where, breathes he now his wild numbers ...
A Remonstrance to the Poet Campbell, on Proposing to Take up His Permanent Residence in London
... Now, smooth as the stream when 'tis chained and at rest, ...
An Epicedium
... Might not weigh with the hopes, that crowned them ...
A Lament for the Fairies
... Where fields are dank, and there withdraw their light ...
To a Child Blowing Bubbles
... LoveâFriendshipâFortuneâFameâby turns beguile, ...
Queen Victoria at Spithead. Written on the Occassion of the Review by Her Majesty -
... the Experimental Fleet Under the Command of Admiral Hyde Parker, Spithead, on the 21st of June, 1845 ...
The Profession. A Sketch
... He bends, unfailing faith, hope, peace, are beaming there! ...
To a Portrait, Painted by the Late G.S. Newton, Esq.
... , R.A., FROM AN OLD MINIATURE, SAID TO BE OF NELL GWYNN ...
On Revisiting a Scene of Early Life
... Poured forth in song love's first, wild dream! ...
The First-Born
... So âsilver sweet,â as when thy first weak wail ...
