Author: Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Cited by

• Cherie Priest (1)
  • IN: Dreadnought (None) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Then bring me here a breastplate, And a helm before ye fly, And I will gird my woman’s form, And on the ramparts die!
    FROM: Marguerite of France, (1832), Poem, France
• Harriet Sanborn Grosvenor (1)
  • IN: Leaving Home: A Story For Boys (1860) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Seest thou my home? 'tis where yon woods are waving, In their dark richness to the summer air; Where the blue stream, a thousand flower banks laving, Leads down the hills, a vein of light - 'tis there. My home! the spirit of its love is breathing, In every wind that plays across my track; From its white walls the very tendrils wreathing, Seem with soft links to draw the wanderer back.
    FROM: The Two Homes, (1850), Poem, United Kingdom
• M. Kendrick Child, Lydia Maria (1)
  • IN: The Gift Book of Biography for Young Ladies (1854) Non-Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: - take the thought of this calm vesper time, With its low murmuring sounds of silvery light, On through the dark days fading from their prime, As a sweet dew to keep your souls from blight! Earth will forsake. O! happy to have given The unbroken heart's first fragrance unto Heaven.
    FROM: Evening Prayer At A Girl's School, (1825), Poem, NULL
• Eliot Warburton (1)
  • IN: The Crescent and the Cross: Or, Romance and Realities of Eastern Travel, Volume I. (1846) Non-Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: We have passed over cities in song renowned; Silent they lie with the desert around; We have passed o'er the river whose tide hath rolled All dark with the warrior-blood of old.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL
• NULL (1)
  • IN: The Morning of Life: a Memoir of Miss A (1851) Book, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Gaze on—'tis lovely! Childhood's lip and cheek, Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought; Gaze! Yet what seest thou in those fair, and meek, And fragile things, as but for sunshine wrought? Thou seest what grief must nurture for the sky, What death must fashion for eternity.
    FROM: Evening Prayer At A Girl's School, (1826), Poem, UK