Elizabeth of Boonesborough, And Other Poems
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For safely was each journey made, A rustic bench, a shady nook, The outing was plus one good book.
But times are changed, and now no more Men seek diversion as of yore, They say the poet is too slow.
Can automobiles faster go ?
56 Why hurl reproof and not applause.
Why on the poet's lyre make wars, And seek to hush his tuneful string By criticism's poisoned sting ?
Sing on, ye poets, spite of faults.
The world will stop when music halts.
For harmony makes all things strong, Stars in their cours...es poet's song.
For while time lasts and earth remains, The lyre shall sound melodious strains, Poets shall pipe from morn till morn, Though there be none to follow on.
Oh, would some earnest soul afire Might strike thy string's neglected lyre, And so the melody prolong The world should wake to power of song.
57 ELIZABETH OF BOONESBOROUGH By the flowing of a river winding round 'neath foothills' shade In the forest dense a clearing that the hand of God had made, And had filled with tuneful waters that sang of His majesty, As the siren-voiced conch-shell sings its sonnet of the sea — Lay a valley fair and fertile in the boundless green a gap, Where the sunshine poured her largesse, as it seemed, in nature's lap And bestowed in great luxuriance a field of clover green That appeared to catch its brilliance from the flashing water's sheen.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
For safely was each journey made, A rustic bench, a shady nook, The outing was plus one good book.
But times are changed, and now no more Men seek diversion as of yore, They say the poet is too slow.
Can automobiles faster go ?
56 Why hurl reproof and not applause.
Why on the poet's lyre make wars, And seek to hush his tuneful string By criticism's poisoned sting ?
Sing on, ye poets, spite of faults.
The world will stop when music halts.
For harmony makes all things strong, Stars in their cours...es poet's song.
For while time lasts and earth remains, The lyre shall sound melodious strains, Poets shall pipe from morn till morn, Though there be none to follow on.
Oh, would some earnest soul afire Might strike thy string's neglected lyre, And so the melody prolong The world should wake to power of song.
57 ELIZABETH OF BOONESBOROUGH By the flowing of a river winding round 'neath foothills' shade In the forest dense a clearing that the hand of God had made, And had filled with tuneful waters that sang of His majesty, As the siren-voiced conch-shell sings its sonnet of the sea — Lay a valley fair and fertile in the boundless green a gap, Where the sunshine poured her largesse, as it seemed, in nature's lap And bestowed in great luxuriance a field of clover green That appeared to catch its brilliance from the flashing water's sheen.
What to read after Elizabeth of Boonesborough, And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Pattie French Witherspoon to read onlineMoreLess
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