Thomas Cole's poetry the collected poems of America's foremost painter of the Hudson River School reflecting his feelings for nature and the romantic spirit of the Nineteenth Century |
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Birthday |
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Birthday
Thy birthday comes when the meads
Their rich encumbrance to the scythe have given
And tempt to wander when the twilight spreads
Her azure mantle over the earth and heaven.
Amid the glory of the orbed year
The star that rules my heart did first appear.
Their rich encumbrance to the scythe have given
And tempt to wander when the twilight spreads
Her azure mantle over the earth and heaven.
Amid the glory of the orbed year
The star that rules my heart did first appear.
It was a day of deep import to me
When thou wert born, unconscious though I dwelt
In Youth's unthinking maze. Each hour we see
Weaves in our destiny unseen, unfelt
Some chain of light or shade which shall be found
Forever more about our being bound.
When thou wert born, unconscious though I dwelt
In Youth's unthinking maze. Each hour we see
Weaves in our destiny unseen, unfelt
Some chain of light or shade which shall be found
Forever more about our being bound.
August 3, 1840
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