Louisa Stuart Costello (1799-1870 / France)
Song for a German Air
Fair stream of the mountain, brightly flowing
Between thy fresh margins, gay with flowers,
Life's uncertain visions showing;
Thus, like thy waters glide past the hours.
Oft on thy sunny banks I lie
And mark the waves that glitter by
With fleeting joy and brightness glowing.
Fair stream! when no more near thee reclining,
I gaze and lament for moments gone—
Cold and silent, past repining—
Still thy clear way thou wilt murmur on:
Still will thy roses bloom anew,
Though I no more their beauty view,
And yonder sun as bright be shining!
Louisa Stuart Costello's Other Poems
- Eastern Song
- His Indian Love to Diogo Alvarez
- Lines.—I cannot sleep
- Lines.—If we should ever meet again
- Lines.—Oft on that latest star
- Lines.—When this heart is cold and still
- Lines.—Why look'd I on that fatal line
- Medjnoon in his Solitude
- Miranda's Song
- Night, on the Sea-shore
- November Fifth
- Song for a German Air
- Song of the Crew of Diaz
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