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The Fall of the Leaf

And Other Poems. By Charles Bucke ... Fourth Edition
Bucke, Charles (1781-1846)
  
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[dedication]

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THE FALL OF THE LEAF:
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ODE
  
ODE TO JULIA;
  
ODE TO CLAUDE SPENCER, ESQ.;
  
ODE. ROCHEFORD'S RESOLUTION.
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ODE TO HER WHO WILL UNDERSTAND IT.
  
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HYMN TO THE VIRGIN:
  
THE EOLIAN HARP.
  
CANZONET.
  
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THE BRIDESMAID AND THE WATER-SPIRIT.
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I. INSCRIPTION
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II. INSCRIPTION ON AN OAK IN THE NEW FOREST.
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IV. INSCRIPTION FOR A MONUMENT OVER ARTHUR LLEWELLYN.
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HYMN TO THE MOON.
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XVI.

The moon, now rising, fringed the speckled cloud,
That on the summit of Vancenza bow'd.
No guide had she;—no venerable man,
Whose age seem'd measur'd long ere hers began;
Whose sole employ might be, with care intent,
To guide her footsteps wheresoe'er she went!
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No guide had she;—but frantic and alone
To rocks and echoing woods, she made her tearless moan.
As on she strays, unheeding where,
A prey to all the storms of care,
The wandering moon, through fleeces, gave
A dubious light to Mincio's wave;
Which rushing, foaming, wildly on,
Warn'd the lone stranger to be gone:
While chimes from distant convent's tower,
Proclaim'd it midnight's solemn hour.
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