New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1846-08-28


That in the granny stuboie rear
~, ,o,s thar wave not iu the breeze,
{yiId p;geons watch futterer near
Deceived. at last upon the ground
They settle with roaring sound
And Ger them flies the net
While sportsmen in house OF bougbs
From hushed. rccumbent posture rouse
And WEAKNESS forget
Where openings in the forest hall
Give passage TO the ripenng blaze,
Umbrella shaped the mandrake tai
Its lemon.tintcd fruit displays
Bee.hunters are abroad TO line
Black swarrns TO hollow oak or pine
With box and amber comb;
laughing band their baskets Ill!
With whortlebcrries on the hill.
Then seek their village home.
VI
Green clusters of the wilding grape,
Climber OF Oaks hang high III air,
And seedy fruit. OF ob!ong shape
The rough blackberry bushes bear
The rank cohosh wears SNOWY pluInes
The peppermint obscurely blooms
In hoows dark and wet
Red beads the wintergreen nd0rn
And apples OF the spreading thorn
VIII turn TO rubies yet.
The maize-leaf in the sunshine curls'
The clover-tops are brown and dead
And spindle fine the locust twirls
Amid the leaves above my head
BY sunny fence or wall are seen
Grasshoppers, in gay coats OF green,
Clouding the sod in fight;
Webs in the pasture, closely cropped,
Seem flags BY elvsh warriors dropped
When trooping by at night.
At twilight behold aloh,
While rambling, with enamored eye.
A flush more delicately soft
Thun coral steal across the sky
Low whispers from the rivei-vale
Go up, as II dreary wall
The Water.Spirits made
For dying waves, that family creep
Der greenish stones TO reach the deep.
Through which child might wade.
Deep burrows in the bank denote
Paths traced by tributary streams
When high bridge by the flood wood smote,
Fell with stone arch and massive beams,
Plants edge the marge in whitening groups
Aud the parchcd willow vainly stoops
To battle its pcnsile boueh;
The plash OF leaplne fish and stroke
OF dipping orr, that echo woke
Are heard no longer now.
The music OF an August eve
Unlocks the iount OF pensive Thought
And breathcs of Beauty taking leave
In tones with melting sweetness trHught
Far in the mossy forest, stirred
BY the low wind, are voices heard
Conserving with lis gloom;
They tell OF Summer on the wane,
And flowers that thirst for dew in vain
Around her opening tomb
NJ
Lured by n swarm OF buzzing flies,
That round my lamp disport at night
Darts in the bat with beaded eyes,
Flappng his lcatherr wing in flight
In June no shafts OF purcr glow
Shot Dian from her silver bow,
When hushcd the babbling day
Than those that, in her radiant course,
Now to my vinehung easement force
Through kindlng leaves their way.
MI
Not long, dry Month of potent heat
VIII Earth beneath thy glance grow sere-
wight with golden hpperd feet
And Jolly face. is drawing near
Fruits manifold, painted crop,
Before his honeyed breath will drop.
And, Reconsideration sransc'-
Fields for the velvet green OF May
The yellow livery OF Decay
VIII joytully exchange.
XIII.
Heart OF the Poet trembling thing
When Passion builds his burning shrine
And dreams OF innocence take WING.
melancholy drouth is thine;
Founts waste away, that Gunc shower
OF trembling pearls ON leaf and flower
Wrapped IN fiery STROUD;
On Beautys grave are ashes piled.
And dead the lark o, Fancy wild
Drops from her bower OF cloud
When ends the Summer OF my days,
OH may shy lilies, Peace remain
And. shriveled by Ambitions blaze
No longer, feel Loves dropping rain,
AS fresh, once more, the landscape grows
When hence consuming August goes,
And Autumn comes to lave
With cooling drops the weary land
Bronzed by the tyrants flaming wand
And shout breeze bough and wave.
aro., Atess 10. 1916.