Poems
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. . . . 118 ' Over the Great Divide ' . . . 119 At Eastertide i 2 1 SCHOOL-DAY VERSES.
TO L. L. D.
Gloomy darkness broods in air, And droops her sable wing, While queenly Nox the lone hour mocks, And the stars their anthems sing.
The stars gleam bright in the azure deep Above the horizon's bar, But the swaying lines of pointed pines Break the rays of the lone pole star.
Ruddy tongues of dancing flames On the inky wall of space Paint many a scene and view between With a weird, majestic grace.
Th...e light leaps up in jagged flame, And glints on foliage green, As the swaying trees in the midnight breeze Seem fringed with a changing sheen.
TO L. L. D.
Around this roaring, cheerful fire, In the midst of the sylvan scene, On a verdant rise 'neath star-gemmed skies There rest on the moss-grown green Those who wear a crescent of gold O'er hearts that beat more true, For the bosoms of all do rise and fall Like the tides of the ocean blue.
16 FROM "THE SONG OF MIRIMICHL" When the moon in all her splendor Waded through the cloud-flecked heaven, Drove the shadows from the forest, Lighting up the darkest places, When the winds were sharply blowing From the country east or northward, When they beat the Nashawannuck Till the running ripples swelled up, Sprang up, kissed the sand and pebbles Lying in the grass and rushes, Then the guardian, Mirimichi, Plucked a branch from off the hemlock, Waved it o'er the rocking surface, Singing some weird incantation Known to him, and to him only.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
. . . . 118 ' Over the Great Divide ' . . . 119 At Eastertide i 2 1 SCHOOL-DAY VERSES.
TO L. L. D.
Gloomy darkness broods in air, And droops her sable wing, While queenly Nox the lone hour mocks, And the stars their anthems sing.
The stars gleam bright in the azure deep Above the horizon's bar, But the swaying lines of pointed pines Break the rays of the lone pole star.
Ruddy tongues of dancing flames On the inky wall of space Paint many a scene and view between With a weird, majestic grace.
Th...e light leaps up in jagged flame, And glints on foliage green, As the swaying trees in the midnight breeze Seem fringed with a changing sheen.
TO L. L. D.
Around this roaring, cheerful fire, In the midst of the sylvan scene, On a verdant rise 'neath star-gemmed skies There rest on the moss-grown green Those who wear a crescent of gold O'er hearts that beat more true, For the bosoms of all do rise and fall Like the tides of the ocean blue.
16 FROM "THE SONG OF MIRIMICHL" When the moon in all her splendor Waded through the cloud-flecked heaven, Drove the shadows from the forest, Lighting up the darkest places, When the winds were sharply blowing From the country east or northward, When they beat the Nashawannuck Till the running ripples swelled up, Sprang up, kissed the sand and pebbles Lying in the grass and rushes, Then the guardian, Mirimichi, Plucked a branch from off the hemlock, Waved it o'er the rocking surface, Singing some weird incantation Known to him, and to him only.
What to read after Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Thomas Walter Buchanan to read onlineMoreLess
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