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How sweet the harmonies of the afternoon! The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams thro' whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their bustling wings, And listen fondly--while the Blackbird sings. - [Blackbirds] Through the gaunt woods the winds are shrilling cold, Down from the rifted rock the sunbeam pours Over the cold gray slopes, and stony moors. - [Wind] What would it profit thee to be the first Of echoes, tho thy tongue should live forever, A thing that answers, but hath not a thought As lasting but as senseless as a stone. - Isles of Greece--Apollo (l. 367) [Echo] 'Tis not for golden eloquence I pray, A godlike tongue to move a stony heart-- Methinks it were full well to be apart In solitary uplands far away, Betwixt the blossoms of a rosy spray, Dreaming upon the wonderful sweet face Of Nature, in a wild and pathless place. - Sonnets, from "A Treasury of English Sonnets" edited by David M. Main [Solitude] Softly the loud peal dies, In passing winds it drowns, But breathes, like perfect joys, Tender tones. - The Bridal [Bells] Two aged men, that had been foes for life, Met by a grave, and wept--and in those tears They washed away the memory of their strife; Then wept again the loss of all those years. - The Golden City (pt. I) [Tears]
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