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Born in November 27, 1809 / Died in January 15, 1893 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Frances Anne Kemble

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An Answer

...   From those fond vows with which you move me ...

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Lines Written At Sea (I)

...   Night, thou shalt nurse me, but be sure, good nurse, ...

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To Miss Sarah Siddons

...   Then, while before you glides time's shadowy train, ...

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The Wreck Of The Birkenhead,

...   And the mad waves flashed, and whirled, and hissed, as they felt the strong ship spurn ...

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Sonnet. "Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that in the soil"

...   Thou nightshade of the heart, beneath whose boughs ...

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To The Wissahiccon

...   And the young spring comes dancing through thy glen, ...

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Life

...   At last—a failing purse, shrunk, lean, and beggarly ...

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To Pius IX

...   From off thy people's neck shall fall and crush thee ...

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An Invocation

...   That from the bonds in which thou'rt forced to dwell ...

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Parting

...   Her precious head, make thy skies blue and clear, ...

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To Dante

...   Who, with strained eyes, and outstretched arms, and cry ...

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To The Dead

...   When the moon sheds her light ...

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Past Hours

...   Stands to receive the treasures, that with weeping ...

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A Lament For The Wissahiccon

...   Where the sweet breathing spring winds blow, ...

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To Thomas Moore, Esq.

...   Wherever the voice of mirth hath rung, ...