Monadnoc, And Other Sketches in Verse
Monadnoc, And Other Sketches in Verse
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/ SONNETS. 48 REVEILLE.
vn.
What time in cold eclipse ihe world is drown'd, If that the Son uplift his shining face Above the hills for his triumphant race, Murmurs and hum of rousing men run round The green earth's rim, hammers and axe resound, Bugles to battles call, horns to the chase, And smokes like incense rise to his steep place ; Such homage men must pay from their low mound.
Thus when the morning star of hope and will Rises in minds inert and slumbering.
Drums beat to arms and sounding... trumpets shrill.
Fires bum and banners fly, and anvils ring.
And active hands hew, weave, and plant and till, Wherever thought takes outward shape and wing.
44 SONNETS.
A SUMMER TEMPEST.
vin.
ALOKa the hills the breathless forests dream, Unvisited, and in the yellow light The grass grows golden, and the birches white Print their pale shadows in the darkened stream, Each twig distinct imprest ; no warblers seem To stir the stagnant air, no wing takes flight ; Athwart the west, in sombre purple dight, The silver, silent lightnings sharply gleam.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
/ SONNETS. 48 REVEILLE.
vn.
What time in cold eclipse ihe world is drown'd, If that the Son uplift his shining face Above the hills for his triumphant race, Murmurs and hum of rousing men run round The green earth's rim, hammers and axe resound, Bugles to battles call, horns to the chase, And smokes like incense rise to his steep place ; Such homage men must pay from their low mound.
Thus when the morning star of hope and will Rises in minds inert and slumbering.
Drums beat to arms and sounding... trumpets shrill.
Fires bum and banners fly, and anvils ring.
And active hands hew, weave, and plant and till, Wherever thought takes outward shape and wing.
44 SONNETS.
A SUMMER TEMPEST.
vin.
ALOKa the hills the breathless forests dream, Unvisited, and in the yellow light The grass grows golden, and the birches white Print their pale shadows in the darkened stream, Each twig distinct imprest ; no warblers seem To stir the stagnant air, no wing takes flight ; Athwart the west, in sombre purple dight, The silver, silent lightnings sharply gleam.
What to read after Monadnoc, And Other Sketches in Verse?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by James Ernest Nesmith to read onlineMoreLess
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