The Culprit Fay

The Culprit Fay -- 'Tis the middle watch of a summer's night...
To a Friend -- Yes, faint was my applause and cold my praise...
The American Flag -- When Freedom, from her mountain height/Unfurled her standard to the air...
Song -- Oh! go to sleep, my baby dear...
Song -- Oh the tear is in my eye, and my heart it is breaking...
Lines written in a Lady's Album -- Grant me, I cried, some spell of art...
Lines to a Lady -- Yes! heaven protect thee, thou gem of the ocean...
Lines on leaving New Rochelle -- Whene'er thy wandering footstep bends/Its pathway to the Hermit tree...
Hope -- See through yon cloud that rolls in wrath...
Fragment -- Tuscara! thou art lovely now...
To -- -- When that eye of light shall in darkness fall...
Lines -- Day gradual fades, in evening gray...
To Eva -- A beam upon the myrtle fell...
To a Lady with a Violet -- Though fate upon this faded flower...
Bronx -- I sat me down upon a green bank-side...
Song -- 'Tis not the beam of her bright blue eyes...
To Sarah -- One happy year has fled, Sall...
Niagara -- Roar, raging torrent...
Leon -- It is a summer evening, calm and fair...