Louisa Stuart Costello
Louisa Stuart Costello Poems
- Lines.—when This Heart Is Cold...
- Lines.—if We Should Ever Meet ... If we should ever meet ...
- Miranda's Song Ye elves! when spangled starlight gleams, ...
- His Indian Love To Diogo Alvar... ON HIS DEPARTURE FROM BAHIA ...
- Lines.—i Cannot Sleep I cannot sleep—my nights glide on ...
- Lines.—why Look'D I On That Fa... Why look'd I on that ...
- Night, On The Sea-Shore I have fled from all, and none can ...
Louisa Stuart Costello (October 9, 1799 – April 24, 1870), author, was born in Paris, France, near the Seine River (per her death certificate).
She had no true home, but wandered place to place staying with friends and acquaintances. Her brother Dudley Costello (b. 1803 in Sussex d. 1865 from liver failure) drank himself to death after the death of his wife.
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Lines.—when This Heart Is Cold And Still
When this heart is cold and still,
And can throb for thee no more;
When it wakes not to the thrill
Of the harp's wild chord;
Nor can e'en afford
A sigh to the days of yore;
Then come to my silent tomb,
Which the breeze will murmur over:
Where reigns the deepest gloom—
Where the bat flits by
And the ravens cry—
Thou shalt the spot discover.