Sungleams Rondeaux and Sonnets. By the Rev. Richard Wilton |
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XXXVIII. WHEN NATURE DROOPS;
OR, The Robin and the Golden-Crested Wren.
When Nature droops and flowers are dead
And all the birds are dumb or fled,
There flits about a crimson breast,
There flashes forth a fiery crest,
And through dim groves a light is spread.
And all the birds are dumb or fled,
There flits about a crimson breast,
There flashes forth a fiery crest,
And through dim groves a light is spread.
And why is seen that mystic red?
Why sits the fire upon that head?
Why golden crown and ruddy vest,
When Nature droops?
Why sits the fire upon that head?
Why golden crown and ruddy vest,
When Nature droops?
The soul that oft with tears was fed,
And through rough ways of darkness led,
Beneath the Crimson Tree finds rest,
With fire from Heaven is warmed and blest,
And feels that Grace a glow can shed
When Nature droops.
And through rough ways of darkness led,
Beneath the Crimson Tree finds rest,
With fire from Heaven is warmed and blest,
And feels that Grace a glow can shed
When Nature droops.
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