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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays 136 0 Browse Search
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 3 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 8 0 Browse Search
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier) 6 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Afternoon landscape: poems and translations 6 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Women and Men 4 0 Browse Search
Cambridge History of American Literature: volume 2 (ed. Trent, William Peterfield, 1862-1939., Erskine, John, 1879-1951., Sherman, Stuart Pratt, 1881-1926., Van Doren, Carl, 1885-1950.) 4 0 Browse Search
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 33. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones) 2 0 Browse Search
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, The new world and the new book 2 0 Browse Search
HISTORY OF THE TOWN OF MEDFORD, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, FROM ITS FIRST SETTLEMENT, IN 1630, TO THE PRESENT TIME, 1855. (ed. Charles Brooks) 2 0 Browse Search
Mary Thacher Higginson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson: the story of his life 2 0 Browse Search
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to fifth tells us of the hapless Zameia, whom Meles had wooed and won, and then heartlessly deserted. Zameia leaves her home to seek her faithless lover, and learns of his mysterious death as the bridegroom of Egla. In the sixth and last canto we again find Egla in her acacia grove, and here in the solitude of the soft twilight, longing for the presence of Zophiel, she sings that song which Southey quotes with such delight in The Doctor, claiming that it is not only equal but superior to Sappho's famous Ode to Aphrodite. Day in melting purple dying, Blossoms all around me sighing, Fragrance from the lilies straying, Zephyr with my ringlets playing, Ye but waken my distress! I am sick of loneliness. Thou to whom I love to hearken, Come ere night around me darken, Though thy softness but deceive me, Say thou'rt true, and I'll believe thee. Veil, if ill, thy soul's intent: Let me think it innocent! Save thy toiling, spare thy treasure: All I ask is friendship's pleasure: Let the s