Western windows and other poems

Piatt, John James (1835-1917)

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DEDICATION.

WESTERN WINDOWS.

THE MOWER IN OHIO.

READING THE MILESTONE.

THE PIONEER'S CHIMNEY.

SUNSHINE AND FIRELIGHT.

THE OLD MAN AND THE SPRING-LEAVES.

THE MASTER-KEY.

PARTING.

THE MONK'S VISION OF CHRIST.

THE FIRST FIRE.

TAKING THE NIGHT-TRAIN.

LEAVES AT MY WINDOW.

CHARITY AT HOME.

MARIAN'S FIRST HALF-YEAR.

THE MICROSCOPE AND TELESCOPE.

TORCH-LIGHT IN FALL-TIME.

TO ONE IN A DARKENED HOUSE.

THE BIRTHDAYS.

TO GRACE AT CHRISTMAS.

TO A CHILD.

THE BLUE-BIRD'S BURIAL.

TO A POET: ON HIS MARRIAGE.

THE CHILD IN THE STREET.

FIVE YEARS.

THE BRONZE STATUE—APRIL, 1861.

HONORS OF WAR.

A SABBATH IN JULY.

THE NESTS AT WASHINGTON.

SONNET—IN 1862.

THE BALLAD OF A ROSE.

RIDING THE HORSE TO MARKET.

THE BIRDS OF LONGING.

MOTHS.

STEPS OF GHOSTS.

THE STRANGE ORGANIST.

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TO A CHILD.

Oh, while from me, this tender morn, depart
Dreams vague and vain and wild,
Sing, happy child, and dance into my heart,
Where I was once a child!

Your eyes they send the butterflies before,
Your lips they kiss the rose;
O gentle child, Joy opes your morning door—
Joy kisses your repose!

The fairy Echo-children love you, try
To steal your loving voice;
Flying you laugh—they, laughing while you fly,
Gay with your glee rejoice.

Oh, while from me, this tender morn, depart
Dreams vague and vain and wild,
Play, happy child—sing, dance within my heart,
Where I will be child!

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TO A CHILD.