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A melancholy sound is in the air, A deep sigh in the distance, a shrill wail Around my dwelling. 'Tis the Wind of night. - [Wind] A silence, the brief Sabbath of an hour, Reigns o'er the fields; the laborer sits within His dwelling; he has left his steers awhile, Unyoked, to bite the herbage, and his dog Sleeps stretched beside the door-stone in the shade. Now the gray marmot, with uplifted paws, No more sits listening by his den, but steals Abroad, in safety, to the clover-field, And crops its juicy-blossoms. - [Noontime] Ah, never shall the land forget How gush'd the life-blood of the brave, Gush'd warm with hope and courage yet, Upon the soil they fought to save! - [Courage] Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild, stormy month! in praise of thee; Yet though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring. - [March] All great poets have been men of great knowledge. - [Poets] All things that are on earth shall wholly pass away, Except the love of God, which shall live and last for aye. - [God] And kind the voice and glad the eyes That welcome my return at night. - [Welcome] And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood. - [Sunflowers] Approach thy grave like one that wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. - [Death] Autumn is here; we cull his lingering flowers. * * * * * The sweet calm sunshine of October, now Warms the low spot; upon its grass mould The purple oak-leaf falls; the birchen bough Drops its bright spoil like arrow-heads of gold. - [October] Beautiful isles! beneath the sunset skies tall, silver-shafted palm-trees rise, between full orange-trees that shade the living colonade. - [Trees] But 'neath yon crimson tree, Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame. - [Shame] But Winter has yet brighter scenes--he boasts Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows. Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods All flushed with many hues. Come when the rains Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light. Approach! The incrusted surface shall upbear the steps, And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering. - [Winter] By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, like one that wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. - [Tombs] By eloquence I understand those appeals to our moral perceptions that produce emotion as soon as they are uttered. * * * This is the very enthusiasm that is the parent of poetry. Let the same man go to his closet and clothe in numbers conceptions full of the same fire and spirit, and they will be poetry. - [Eloquence] Death should come Gently to one of gentle mould, like thee, As light winds, wandering through groves of bloom, Detach the delicate blossoms from the tree, Close thy sweet eyes calmly, and without pain, And we will trust in God to see thee yet again. - [Death] Do not the bright June roses blow To meet thy kiss at morning hours? - [Wind] Eloquence is the poetry of prose. - [Eloquence] Error's monstrous shapes from earth are driven They fade, they fly--but truth survives the flight. - [Error] Fairest of all that earth beholds, the hues That live among the clouds, and flush the air, Lingering, and deepening at the hour of dews. - [Evening] Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. - [Trees] Features, the great soul's apparent seat. - [Face] Features--the great soul's apparent seat. - [Features] Flowers spring up unsown and die ungathered. - [Flowers] Follow thou thy choice. - [Choice] Displaying page 1 of 6 for this author: Next >> [1] 2 3 4 5 6
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