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| Nature | To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language. | | Nature | The groves were God's first temples. | | Ocean | That make the meadows green, and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,-- Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. | | October | And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death. | | Pain | Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go, the fiercest agonies have shortest reign. | | Past | Thou unrelenting past. | | Peace | The fiercest agonies have shortest reign, And after dreams of horror, comes again The welcome morning with its rays of peace. | | Roses | Loveliest of lovely things are they On earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower. | | Sculpture | A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty. | | Sea Birds | Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. | | Stars | The sad and solemn night Hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires, The glorious host of light Walk the dark hemisphere till she retires, All through her silent watches, gliding slow, Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go. | | Sun | Pleasantly, between the pelting showers, the sunshine gushes down. | | Trees | The shad-bush, white with flowers, Brightened the glens, the new leaved butternut And quivering poplar to the roving breeze Gave a balsamic fragrance. | | Truth | Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger. | | Wind | Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away. In such a bright, late quiet, would that I Might wear out life like thee, mid bowers and brooks, And, dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks, And music of kind voices ever nigh, And when my last sand twinkled in the glass, Pass silently from men as thou dost pass. | | Wind | A breeze came wandering from the sky, Light as the whispers of a dream, He put the o'erhanging grasses by, And softly stooped to kiss the stream, The pretty stream, the flattered stream, The shy, yet unreluctant stream. | | Winter | Look! the massy trunks Are cased in the pure crystal, each light spray, Nodding and tinkling in the breath of heaven, Is studded with its trembling water-drops, That glimmer with an amethystine light. | | Wooing | Woo the fair one when around Early birds are singing, When o'er all the fragrant ground Early herbs are springing, When the brookside, bank, and grove All with blossom laden, Shine with beauty, breathe of love, Woo the timid maiden. | | Wooing | Alas! to seize the moment When the heart inclines to heart, And press a suit with passion, Is not a woman's part. If man come not to gather The roses where they stand, They fade among their foliage, They cannot seek his hand. | | Previous - 1 - Page 2 | |
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