Poems by Bernard Barton | ||
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STANZAS
TO TWO PINE TREES IN AN ADJOINING GARDEN.
While trees of brighter leaf, and gayer bloom,
Shone in Spring's light, in Summer's breezes stirr'd,
Even your freshest shoots were ting'd with gloom,
Your gentlest music listlessly was heard.
Shone in Spring's light, in Summer's breezes stirr'd,
Even your freshest shoots were ting'd with gloom,
Your gentlest music listlessly was heard.
But now—when wintry winds in sadness sigh
Through leafless branches—musical your sound;
And verdant, even in December's sky,
Appear your tufted crests with sunshine crown'd.
Through leafless branches—musical your sound;
And verdant, even in December's sky,
Appear your tufted crests with sunshine crown'd.
Thus thoughts and feelings are there which derive
From transient joy the only charm they know;
Others which many a fleeting bliss survive,
Unknown, unvalued till our hours of woe.
From transient joy the only charm they know;
Others which many a fleeting bliss survive,
Unknown, unvalued till our hours of woe.
And friends there are whose hearts can change and turn
Like summer skies, or leaves in autumn bowers;
Others whose noble worth we only learn
When the bleak winter of the soul is ours.
Like summer skies, or leaves in autumn bowers;
Others whose noble worth we only learn
When the bleak winter of the soul is ours.
Poems by Bernard Barton | ||