“Still so gently o'er me stealing, Mem'ry will bring back the feeling, Spite of all my grief revealing,…”

“Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other…”

“Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.”

“When twilight dews are falling soft Upon the rosy sea, love, I watch the star whose beam so…”

“Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life; Dear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o'er…”

“A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye; And of gay…”