The Home Book of Verse, vol 3

Published: 1918
Language: English
Wordcount: 89,357 / 256 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 82.5
LoC Category: PS
Downloads: 680
mnybks.net#: 6627
Origin: gutenberg.org
Genre: Poetry
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blic mead Let me sigh upon a reed, Or in the woods, with leafy din, Whisper the still evening in: Some still work give me to do, - Only - be it near to you!

For I'd rather be thy child And pupil, in the forest wild, Than be the king of men elsewhere, And most sovereign slave of care; To have one moment of thy dawn, Than share the city's year forlorn.

Henry David Thoreau [1817-1862]

SONG OF NATURE

Mine are the night and morning, The pits of air, the gull of space, The sportive sun, the gibbous moon, The innumerable days.

I hide in the solar glory, I am dumb in the pealing song, I rest on the pitch of the torrent, In slumber I am strong.

No numbers have counted my tallies, No tribes my house can fill, I sit by the shining Fount of Life And pour the deluge still;

And ever by delicate powers Gathering along the centuries From race on race the rarest flowers, My wreath shall nothing miss.

And many a thousand summers My gardens ripened well, And light from meliorating stars With firmer glor

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