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The Sonnets of Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
Tuckerman, Frederick Goddard (1821-1873)
SONNETS 1860–1872
3.
Part III
1.
[Once on a day, alone but not elate]
2.
[But Nature, in her mood, pushes or pulls]
3.
[Yet not for him lifts the low weather cloud]
4.
[Thin little leaves of wood-fern, ribbed and toothed]
5.
[How well do I recall that walk in state]
6.
[I looked across the rollers of the deep]
7.
[O rest divine! O golden certainty]
8.
[As one turned round on some high mountain top]
9.
[But into order falls our life at last]
10.
[Sometimes I walk where the deep water dips]
11.
[Long Island! Yes! When first my vision swept]
12.
[“Young Silas Long, a carrier through these woods]
13.
[“Yes, the dead pines and deersfoot on the ground]
14.
[An episode: yet with a relish rank]
15.
[But we are set to strive to make our mark]
Part IV
1.
[Still, like a city, seated on a height]
2.
[But thought, like a mailed archer helmed and tall]
3.
[And thus the mind by its own impulse deep]
4.
[Yes, pray thy God to give, whate'er thou art]
5.
[Yet some there be, believers for the nonce]
6.
[And two I knew, an old man and a boy]
7.
[But war his overturning trumpet blew]
8.
[Nor strange it is, to us who walk in bonds]
9.
[Here, where the red man swept the leaves away]
10.
[Hast thou seen reversed the prophet's miracle]
Part V
1.
[But Nature where she gives must give in kind]
2.
[Nor, though she seem to cast with backward hand]
3.
[And yet tonight, when summer-daylight dies]
4.
[But man finds means, grant him but place and room]
5.
[Where will the ladder land? Who knows?—who knows]
6.
[Licentiate of the schools, with knowledge hot]
7.
[That night the town turned out and crammed the hall]
8.
[A garden lodge, shut in with quaintest growth]
9.
[For these, my friend, were but the foldings fair]
10.
[A poet's moonshine! Yes, for love must lend]
11.
[Another. Opposite as sky and lands]
12.
['Twas granted. But the bitter god of love]
13.
[A wash of rippling breath that just arrives]
14.
[And me my winter's task is drawing over]
15.
[Let me give something!—though my spring be done]
16.
[Let me give something!—as the years unfold]
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The Sonnets of Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
The Sonnets of Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
Frederick Goddard Tuckerman
1821-1873
Alfred A. Knopf
New York, London
1931
The Sonnets of Frederick Goddard Tuckerman