 | The Poems of Mackenzie Bell |  |
AN AUTUMN REMINISCENCE.
A radiant garden rises on my view
Where through the glowing hours the sunrays fall
Gently through hazel boughs; while brooklets brawl
O'er beds where gleam the pebbles brown and blue.
Here, in that calm which never once they knew
On earth, dead heroes keep the slopes in thrall—
And russet ferns thereon, and dahlias tall,
And lilies white, and flowers of mingled hue.
Where through the glowing hours the sunrays fall
Gently through hazel boughs; while brooklets brawl
O'er beds where gleam the pebbles brown and blue.
Here, in that calm which never once they knew
On earth, dead heroes keep the slopes in thrall—
And russet ferns thereon, and dahlias tall,
And lilies white, and flowers of mingled hue.
Small wonder that these storied warrior forms
Should now in sculptured stone have rest, when I
Find here that Life's fierce conflicts seem to cease—
Find respite here from all Life's rudest storms:—
Where still and silent 'neath a pale grey sky
Fair and contented Nature lies at peace.
Should now in sculptured stone have rest, when I
Find here that Life's fierce conflicts seem to cease—
Find respite here from all Life's rudest storms:—
Where still and silent 'neath a pale grey sky
Fair and contented Nature lies at peace.
| The Poems of Mackenzie Bell | |