Old Year Leaves Being Old Verses Revised: By H. T. Mackenzie Bell ... New Edition |
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A LESTÉ SUNRISE IN MADEIRA.
Many-hued the sky this morn,
Beautiful the day is born,
Fleecy clouds on every side
Sunshine's coming seem to hide,
But the other cloudlets stand
Ready waiting its command.
Beautiful the day is born,
Fleecy clouds on every side
Sunshine's coming seem to hide,
But the other cloudlets stand
Ready waiting its command.
Ay, they are a gorgeous group,
Almost each tint in the troop,
Red, and light blue, and maroon,
And some white appearing soon,
And a glorious purple shade
Over all is deftly laid.
Almost each tint in the troop,
Red, and light blue, and maroon,
And some white appearing soon,
And a glorious purple shade
Over all is deftly laid.
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O'er the mountains purple clouds
Of deep colour hang, like shrouds;
Purple masses faint are shed
O'er the Ocean's wave-strewn bed,
Fine the light which now one sees,
On the palms and tropic trees.
Of deep colour hang, like shrouds;
Purple masses faint are shed
O'er the Ocean's wave-strewn bed,
Fine the light which now one sees,
On the palms and tropic trees.
Swiftly fades the splendid sky
To a dimly purple dye;
Gently stirs the landward breeze
Shapely-formed banana-trees.
Dawn's first freshness wears away,
And begins the balmy day.
To a dimly purple dye;
Gently stirs the landward breeze
Shapely-formed banana-trees.
Dawn's first freshness wears away,
And begins the balmy day.
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