Aurora, And Other Poems
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There in the spring-time of the long ago The arbutus I found beneath the snow.
The arbutus, that darling flower and brave, The first to blossom on stern wint.er's grave.
Whose pink-tipped waxen blooms to me did seem Sweeter than lover's tale or poet's dream.
Then, later, when these waxen blooms had fled, I found the blue-eyed violet instead.
Oft have I watched these timid flowers and meek With golden sunbeams play at hide and seek.
While in the waving branches far above.
The mating birds poured... forth their songs of love.
Fragrance and music filled each passing breeze That blew beneath my well-loved forest trees.
Ah, that was long ago. Those stately trees No more wave moss-clad branches in the breeze The arbutus with balmy blossoms sweet No longer hastens early Spring to greet.
[64] The violets were scattered long ago, And ev'ry mossy bed they used to know ; Yet still I seem to see their blue eyes shine, And from those mossy beds look up to mine.
My forest path, — long since a city street, — Now echoes to the tread of many feet; Where woodland warbler poured his merry song, Discordant sounds of traffic roll along.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
There in the spring-time of the long ago The arbutus I found beneath the snow.
The arbutus, that darling flower and brave, The first to blossom on stern wint.er's grave.
Whose pink-tipped waxen blooms to me did seem Sweeter than lover's tale or poet's dream.
Then, later, when these waxen blooms had fled, I found the blue-eyed violet instead.
Oft have I watched these timid flowers and meek With golden sunbeams play at hide and seek.
While in the waving branches far above.
The mating birds poured... forth their songs of love.
Fragrance and music filled each passing breeze That blew beneath my well-loved forest trees.
Ah, that was long ago. Those stately trees No more wave moss-clad branches in the breeze The arbutus with balmy blossoms sweet No longer hastens early Spring to greet.
[64] The violets were scattered long ago, And ev'ry mossy bed they used to know ; Yet still I seem to see their blue eyes shine, And from those mossy beds look up to mine.
My forest path, — long since a city street, — Now echoes to the tread of many feet; Where woodland warbler poured his merry song, Discordant sounds of traffic roll along.
What to read after Aurora, And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Whitmore, Laura Ann, 1855- to read onlineMoreLess
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