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Poetry.
'Twere sacrilege to speak , and break the spell Which fill'd the inmost soul with thoughts sublime—We rested on our oars—awhile our boat Silently glided o ' er the lucid field , As tho' ' twere wafted thro' a crystal flood Pure as the light , ethereal as the sky ! At length the glorious vision slowly fades , And y ields the scene to Twilight ' s chasten'd pow ' r . Yet still the lake with sober'd lustre gleams , And though deep shadows settle on the vales ,
A misty radiance lingers o er the hills—The mountain tops retain that effluence Still strangely shed around their lofty brows , Imparting bright tho' evanescent hues Above the flick'ring shades of closing eve . A star bursts forth—ancl soon the purple vault Of Heav ' n is spangled with those glowing orbs
, Ethereal glist ' ners , which in beauty shine Thro' the wide realms of UNIVERSAL SPACE , Revealing countless worlds beyond the skies ! THOMAS PBYEB Oak Lodge .
Thoughts.
THOUGHTS .
MY nature prompteth to admire The scented rose , the scentless briar , And every leaf which summer ' s fire , Diffused in bright rays o ' er the earth , ( Emblems of Charity and Worth , ) Brings forth each year in teeming birth . I dearly love the bubbling stream
, Reflecting back the sunny beam With fainter and diminished gleam ; I love the buzz of gnat and fly , The hum of bees , the low winds' sigh , All chords of Nature ' s melody .
I love alike the noon-day bright , Ancl darkest shadows of the night , Peopled with ghost and elfin sprite ; I love the flitting dark clouds too , Hiding the horned moon from view , While twinkling stars shine glittering through ., I ' ve love for all created things ,
Which crawl on earth , or soar on wings In mid air , where the blithe lark sings ; I would not that an atom were But as it is , where all is fair , Save man , who lives ' mid toil and care , And makes his grave amid the wrecks of ruin Of shattered hopes , and schemes which work his own undoing .
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Poetry.
'Twere sacrilege to speak , and break the spell Which fill'd the inmost soul with thoughts sublime—We rested on our oars—awhile our boat Silently glided o ' er the lucid field , As tho' ' twere wafted thro' a crystal flood Pure as the light , ethereal as the sky ! At length the glorious vision slowly fades , And y ields the scene to Twilight ' s chasten'd pow ' r . Yet still the lake with sober'd lustre gleams , And though deep shadows settle on the vales ,
A misty radiance lingers o er the hills—The mountain tops retain that effluence Still strangely shed around their lofty brows , Imparting bright tho' evanescent hues Above the flick'ring shades of closing eve . A star bursts forth—ancl soon the purple vault Of Heav ' n is spangled with those glowing orbs
, Ethereal glist ' ners , which in beauty shine Thro' the wide realms of UNIVERSAL SPACE , Revealing countless worlds beyond the skies ! THOMAS PBYEB Oak Lodge .
Thoughts.
THOUGHTS .
MY nature prompteth to admire The scented rose , the scentless briar , And every leaf which summer ' s fire , Diffused in bright rays o ' er the earth , ( Emblems of Charity and Worth , ) Brings forth each year in teeming birth . I dearly love the bubbling stream
, Reflecting back the sunny beam With fainter and diminished gleam ; I love the buzz of gnat and fly , The hum of bees , the low winds' sigh , All chords of Nature ' s melody .
I love alike the noon-day bright , Ancl darkest shadows of the night , Peopled with ghost and elfin sprite ; I love the flitting dark clouds too , Hiding the horned moon from view , While twinkling stars shine glittering through ., I ' ve love for all created things ,
Which crawl on earth , or soar on wings In mid air , where the blithe lark sings ; I would not that an atom were But as it is , where all is fair , Save man , who lives ' mid toil and care , And makes his grave amid the wrecks of ruin Of shattered hopes , and schemes which work his own undoing .