My Islands, Verses
My Islands, Verses
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Round my senses, as a fragrance, Let thy soundless music float.
Love, pure, deathless, all-triumphant, Singeth from thy golden throat.
c^n MEASURING-CUPS God poureth truth and sunlight As a flood of golden wine ; To each his measure, so hold up Yours, little neighbor Buttercup, And I will hold up mine.
c^n THE RACE A sunbeam and a shower ran a race Once on a day.
One chased the other o'er a little face, Whose, 111 not say.
A rainbow glistened on the eyes downcast, A smile flashed out ; sunbeam ...had won at last, And April changed to May!
tvl WHILES I listen in vain for a voice most sweet And a laugh with a merry ring: There's never a glimmer of bare, white feet, And the grass grows under the swing.
The star-bestrewn hills were so bright with dew !
TJiey are brown. Under brooding wing Wee birdlings were nestled. They grew and flew ; Ah, the grass grows under the swing I O stars, illumine my tear-dimmed eyes!
Teach me, O birds, to sing!
Help me, O hills, to be heavenly-wise, For the grass grows under the swing!
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Round my senses, as a fragrance, Let thy soundless music float.
Love, pure, deathless, all-triumphant, Singeth from thy golden throat.
c^n MEASURING-CUPS God poureth truth and sunlight As a flood of golden wine ; To each his measure, so hold up Yours, little neighbor Buttercup, And I will hold up mine.
c^n THE RACE A sunbeam and a shower ran a race Once on a day.
One chased the other o'er a little face, Whose, 111 not say.
A rainbow glistened on the eyes downcast, A smile flashed out ; sunbeam ...had won at last, And April changed to May!
tvl WHILES I listen in vain for a voice most sweet And a laugh with a merry ring: There's never a glimmer of bare, white feet, And the grass grows under the swing.
The star-bestrewn hills were so bright with dew !
TJiey are brown. Under brooding wing Wee birdlings were nestled. They grew and flew ; Ah, the grass grows under the swing I O stars, illumine my tear-dimmed eyes!
Teach me, O birds, to sing!
Help me, O hills, to be heavenly-wise, For the grass grows under the swing!
What to read after My Islands, Verses?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Mary Emma Dillingham Frear to read onlineMoreLess
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