The Vision of Sir Launfal
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Lo! broadening outward as we read, To warmer zones the horizon spread; SNOW-BOUND 157 In panoramic length unrolled We saw the marvel that it told.
Before us passed the painted Creeks, And daft McGregor on his raids In Costa Rica's everglades.
And up Taygetus winding slow Rode Ypsilanti's Mainote Greeks, A Turk's head at each saddle bow!
Welcome to us its week-old news, Its corner for the rustic Muse, Its monthly gauge of snow and rain, Its record, mingling in a breath The wedding bell and dirge... of death; Jest, anecdote, and love-lorn tale, The latest culprit sent to jail; Its hue and cry of stolen and lost, Its vendue sales and goods at cost, And traffic calling loud for gain.
We felt the stir of hall and street, The pulse of life that round us beat; The chill embargo of the snow Was melted in the genial glow; Wide swung again our ice-locked door, And all the world was ours once more!
*31asp, Angel, of the backward look 158 JOHN GREEN LEAF WHIT TIER And folded wings of ashen gray And voice of echoes far away, The brazen covers of thy book; The weird palimpsest old and vast, Wherein thou hid'st the spectral past; Where, closely mingling, pale and glow The characters of joy and woe; The monographs of outlived years, Or smile-illumed or dim with tears, Green hills of life that slope to death, And haunts of home, whose vistaed trees Shade off to mournful cypresses With the white amaranths underneath.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Lo! broadening outward as we read, To warmer zones the horizon spread; SNOW-BOUND 157 In panoramic length unrolled We saw the marvel that it told.
Before us passed the painted Creeks, And daft McGregor on his raids In Costa Rica's everglades.
And up Taygetus winding slow Rode Ypsilanti's Mainote Greeks, A Turk's head at each saddle bow!
Welcome to us its week-old news, Its corner for the rustic Muse, Its monthly gauge of snow and rain, Its record, mingling in a breath The wedding bell and dirge... of death; Jest, anecdote, and love-lorn tale, The latest culprit sent to jail; Its hue and cry of stolen and lost, Its vendue sales and goods at cost, And traffic calling loud for gain.
We felt the stir of hall and street, The pulse of life that round us beat; The chill embargo of the snow Was melted in the genial glow; Wide swung again our ice-locked door, And all the world was ours once more!
*31asp, Angel, of the backward look 158 JOHN GREEN LEAF WHIT TIER And folded wings of ashen gray And voice of echoes far away, The brazen covers of thy book; The weird palimpsest old and vast, Wherein thou hid'st the spectral past; Where, closely mingling, pale and glow The characters of joy and woe; The monographs of outlived years, Or smile-illumed or dim with tears, Green hills of life that slope to death, And haunts of home, whose vistaed trees Shade off to mournful cypresses With the white amaranths underneath.
What to read after The Vision of Sir Launfal?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Whittier John Greenleaf to read onlineMoreLess
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