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... flowering moments of the mind Drop half their petals in our speech . These are my blossoms ; if they wear One streak of morn or evening's glow , Accept them ; but to me more fair The buds of song that never blow . April 8 , 1862 ...
... flowering moments of the mind Drop half their petals in our speech . These are my blossoms ; if they wear One streak of morn or evening's glow , Accept them ; but to me more fair The buds of song that never blow . April 8 , 1862 ...
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... on thine early grave ! When damps beneath and storms above Have bowed these fragile towers , Still o'er the graves yon locust grove Shall swing its Orient flowers ; And I would ask no mouldering bust , If e'er 8 EARLIER POEMS.
... on thine early grave ! When damps beneath and storms above Have bowed these fragile towers , Still o'er the graves yon locust grove Shall swing its Orient flowers ; And I would ask no mouldering bust , If e'er 8 EARLIER POEMS.
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... Ha ! what is this that rises to my touch , So like a cushion ? Can it be a cabbage ? It is , it is that deeply injured flower , Which boys do flout us with ; — but yet I love thee , Thou giant rose , wrapped in a green surtout . EVENING 17.
... Ha ! what is this that rises to my touch , So like a cushion ? Can it be a cabbage ? It is , it is that deeply injured flower , Which boys do flout us with ; — but yet I love thee , Thou giant rose , wrapped in a green surtout . EVENING 17.
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... pensive hour of soothing silence . Kind Nature , shuffling in her loose undress , Lays bare her shady bosom ; — I can feel With all around me ; - I can hail the flowers That sprig earth's mantle , and yon quiet bird , 18 EARLIER POEMS.
... pensive hour of soothing silence . Kind Nature , shuffling in her loose undress , Lays bare her shady bosom ; — I can feel With all around me ; - I can hail the flowers That sprig earth's mantle , and yon quiet bird , 18 EARLIER POEMS.
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... flowers that once ran wild , As on a father's careworn cheek The ringlets of his child ; The golden mingling with the gray , And stealing half its snows away . What care I though the dust is spread Around these THE LAST READER 33.
... flowers that once ran wild , As on a father's careworn cheek The ringlets of his child ; The golden mingling with the gray , And stealing half its snows away . What care I though the dust is spread Around these THE LAST READER 33.
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Page 2 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 1 - I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the Crier on his round Through the town.