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The bird and the bell, with other poems

Cranch, Christopher Pearse (1813-1892)

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[As one who in some cellar crypt has kept]

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THE BIRD AND THE BELL

I.

II.

III.

IV.

V.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

X.

XI.

XII.

XIII.

XIV.

XV.

XVI.

XVII.

XVIII.

XIX.

XX.

XXI.

XXII.

XXIII.

XXIV.

XXV.

XXVI.

XXVII.

XXVIII.

XXIX.

XXX.

XXXI.

XXXII.

XXXIII.

XXXIV.

XXXV.

XXXVI.

XXXVII.

XXXVIII.

XXXIX.

XL.

XLI.

XLII.

XLIII.

XLIV.

XLV.

XLVI.

XLVII.

XLVIII.

XLIX.

L.

LI.

LII.

LIII.

LIV.

LV.

LVI.

LVII.

LVIII.

LIX.

LX.

LXI.

LXII.

LXIII.

LXIV.

LXV.

THE THREE MUSES.

THE SHADOWED RIVER.

NOVEMBER TREES.

THE FLOWER AND THE BEE.

THE CATARACT ISLE.

IN THE GARDEN.

IN THE PINE WOODS.

LUNA THROUGH A LORGNETTE.

IN THE PALAIS ROYAL GARDEN.

THE AUTUMN RAIN.

SPIRITS IN PRISON.

THE OLD DAYS AND THE NEW.

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1.

2.

THROUGH THE FIELDS TO ST. PETER'S.

THE SPIRIT OF THE AGE.

AL HASSAN'S SECRET.

MY OLD PALETTE.

THE MOUNTAIN PATH.

THE CHANGING YEAR.

SOFT, BROWN, SMILING EYES.

THE DREAM OF PILATE'S WIFE.

THE DISPUTE OF THE SEVEN DAYS.

A THRUSH IN A GILDED CAGE.

UNDER THE SKYLIGHT.

I IN THEE, AND THOU IN ME.

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TO THE MEMORY OF MARGARET FULLER OSSOLI.

1.

2.

3.

4.

5.

6.

7.

THE WORKSHOP AND THE BRONZE.

THE EVENING PRIMROSE.

A CHINESE STORY.

A SONG OF HOME.

A SPRING-GROWL.

WAITING BY THE SEA.

LOUIS NAPOLEON.

BY THE SHORE OF THE RIVER.

THE AMERICAN PANTHEON.

IN THE FOREST OF FONTAINEBLEAU.

A DAY OF MEMORIES.

TO A HALF-FRIEND.

A BATTLE OF THE ELEMENTS.

THE CENTURY AND THE NATION.

THE LAY OF THRYM; OR, THE HAMMER RECOVERED.

MICHAEL ANGELO BUONAROTTI.

ON RE-READING TENNYSON'S PRINCESS.

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THE HIGHER LAW.

THE GARDEN (CONTINUED).

TO O. B. F. (CONTINUED.)

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POEMS OF THE WAR.

THE BURIAL OF THE FLAG.

THE ROSE OF DEATH.

NOVEMBER 8TH, 1864.

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SONNETS FOR THE TIMES.

1.

I. THE DARK TOWER.

2.

II. DELIVERANCE.

3.

III. THE ABOLITIONISTS.

4.

IV. THE DAWN OF PEACE.

5.

V. THE DEATH-BLOW.

6.

VI. THE MARTYR.

7.

VII. OUR COUNTRY.

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IN THE GARDEN.

With rose and orange scents this place was laden;
The summer air was quivering thick with birds.
In these cool garden walks I met the maiden
Whose beauty robs her praisers' tongues of words.

A crimson rose was in her hand. She held it
Close to my lips,—in truth, a flower divine;
But I looked in her eyes and scarcely smelled it,
But took the flower and hand in both of mine.

These are the shades where arm in arm for hours
We walked,—brief hours of throbbing pain and bliss.
Here drank love's bitter-sweet, deep hid in flowers;
Here gave and took our last despairing kiss.

And where is she, the fair light-footed comer?
I pace these lonely garden walks in vain.
O long-lost joy! O Rose of love and summer!
That day ye bloomed will never come again!