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Poems by Bernard Barton

Fourth Edition, with Additions
 

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STANZAS,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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STANZAS,

WRITTEN IN AUTUMN.

Hoarser gales are round us blowing,
Clouds obscure the sky,
Day's brief span is shorter growing,
Darker nights draw nigh.
Morn and ever are chill and dreary,
Songs have lost their mirth,
Whisp'ring leaves—of converse weary,
Silent sink to earth.
Flowers are in the garden faded,
From the fields have fled,
Many a nook their beauty shaded
With their seed is spread.
Dewy drops—the long grass bending,
Glitter bright, yet chill;
Earth is cold, and showers descending
Make her colder still.

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Brighter skies and warmer weather
Bade our fancies roam;
Thought may now itself up-gather,
Feeling centre home.
Man, too, has his seasons changing,
Clos'd in wintry gloom,
When, on earth no longer ranging,
He must seek the tomb.
By no vain regrets attended—
Christian! view that bourn;
With thy fears bright hopes are blended
Which forbid to mourn.
To those hopes—sublime and glorious,
If thy spirit cleave,
Thou, o'er every fear victorious,
Conquest shalt achieve.
Conquest over sin and error
Thou with joy shalt see,
Over Death, with all its terror,
More than victor be.
Through His power, and meek dominion,
Who hath died to save,
Thought shall soar on eagle pinion
From the silent grave.

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Faith, and Hope, and Love unbounded,
To His name shall cling,
And, by wintry Death surrounded—
Hail immortal Spring!