Verses Along the Way (1890)

Mary Elizabeth Blake

Verses Along the Way (1890)
Format
Paperback
Publisher
Kessinger Publishing
Country
United States
Published
1 November 2007
Pages
168
ISBN
9780548692677

Verses Along the Way (1890)

Mary Elizabeth Blake

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: IN MAY TIME. In May time ! In May time ‘Gin little leaves to dance; The apple bloom and cherry Make all the orchards merry, And under sheath of flowery wreath Doth thorn bush hide his lance. In May time ! In May time The little birds do call, And sweet their shrill pipes ringing Set all the world a-singing, While gossip gay and roundelay Bring joy to one and all. In May time! In May time, My heart, and can it be That thou, with greater power For joy than bird or flower, Doth frozen rest within my breast28 IN MAY TIME. And from the sunshine flee And feel the fret of winter yet Because one frowns on thee ? Alack ! And woe is me! AVENGED! When thou wert here, he thought it hard to shun thee; He feared lest some time Fate should bring thee near, So deep he felt the wrong that he had done thee, ? While thou wert here. Now thou art dead, his heavy heart grows lighter, The strain of fear that wrung the soul is fled; His sun of life grows ever bright and brighter, Now thou art dead. Ah fool and blind! Dividing seas might thunder Beneath the stars to keep his pathway clear, A world obtrude to hold your ways asunder, While thou wert here; 3O A FENCED. But now, nor depth nor space can aught avail By night, by day, while time and life go on, Soul unto soul thy spirit shall assail him, Now thou art gone. THE EQUINOCTIAL. Through the long night the surges roared In hoarse, wild heat, against the rocks Whose flinty horns their white sides gored, Then came the Equinox! No joy was in the face of day, The air was full of wrath and strife, The pall of cloud rack torn away Had more of death than life. Swift from its stormy grasp is hurled The mighty sheaf of thunderous spears; While, hushed in dread, a silent wor…

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