The Fall of the Leaf And Other Poems. By Charles Bucke ... Fourth Edition |
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Behold yon rough and solitary scene!No cot, no herd, no flocks, nor bounding goat
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Insects wing winding circles in the air;
And verdant blood meanders through the veins
Of leaves and flowers; which revel in the thought
That tyrant footsteps seldom travel there.
Come,—let us pay due honour to the thought!
There we may take a transitory view
Of men, whose fame rings loudly in the world:
Search for their wishes; penetrate their hearts;
And judge their motives rather than their deeds.
And when fatigued, (as soon our minds may be,)
Then will we reason on the times gone by;
Number the streams in which our limbs have bathed,
Or the peak'd summits that our feet have climb'd.
Then we will muse on sculptures we have seen
Then on the paintings of Albani; Claude,—
His evening and his morning; the Cartoons
Of graceful Raphael; Rosa's midnight sketch
Or on St. Peter and the Martyrdom,
—Magical works of Titian's heavenly hand!
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