Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1865-01-03


The valley stream is frozen,
The hills are cold and bare,
And the wild white bees OF Summer,
Swarm in the darkened air.
look on the naked forests
Was It ever green in Junep
Did it burn with gold and crimson,
In the dim aulumnll noon
| look on the barren meadow
Was it ever holped with hay'
Did it hide the grassy cottage
Where the skyIark', children lay
look on the d,soate garden
Is It trus the rose was there?
And the woodbne's mus:y blossoms,
And the hyacinth's purple hair?
look on the heart, and marvel
II love ware ever its own,-
II the spring Of promise brightene
And the summer Of passion .hone.
Il the stem Of bl" but withered,
And the o, survives the blast
Are the seeds Of the Future sleeping
Under the leaves Of the Post?
All, yes for 4 thousand April,
The frozen germs shall grow,
And the dews Of a thousand summers,
Wal! in the womb Of the snow!
And here is another lesson in pleasant rhythm,
which the dreary winter teaches
SONG
Now the days are brief and drear
Naked lies the new born Year
10 his cradle Of the snow,
And the winds unbridsd blow,
And the skies hang dark and .ow,-
For the Summers come and 70.
Leave the clashng cymb,is mute
Pipe no more the happy Hute
Sing no more that dancing rhyme
or the roses ssryest.tme
Sing requiem sad and low
For the Summers come and 70.
Where i. Youth lie s'r.yed away
Through tho meadow Towers Of May,
Where is Love- The leaves that fell
From the trysIing-bower can tell.
Wisdom stays, sedate and SOW,
And the Summers come and x.
Yet a few more years 70 ruo,
Wheeling round 10 gloom and sun
Other rpturss other woes,-
Toll alternate with Rep1ss
Then to sleep where daisies grow,
While the Summers come and 20.
Among the poetry in hi, volume suggested By
the 'ir fss and battles which have Redeemed SO
many fields Of our country during the hst few
years, is he following:
TIE TEsT.
Farewell awhile, my bonnie darling
One loag, close kiss, and deratt;
hsar the angry trumpet snsr.ng,
The drum-bsat tlng.eI a. my heart"
Behind him sOitsst 1ute, Ver, brealhins-
Across the Vass their sweet recall;
Before him burst the battle, ,ee,bins
10 fame beneath It's Ihundsr.pilI.
All sights and SQUADS 10 ssy invited
Tho me,GoEs tossed their foam Of flowers;
The lingering Day behe,d, delighted,
This dances Of h.s amorous Hours.
He paused sgain the fond temptation
Assailed bis hear, 30 firm before,
And lender dream Of Loves creation,
Persuaded tom the peaceful. shore.
But no :" he Iterniy cried 81 follow
The trumpet, not the shepherds reed
Let oilers pipe in pastoral hoilew,-
BE mine the swcrd and mae the deed ~
Farewell to Low. !" he murmurel sigbingi
Pstchauee lose what most is dear;
But better there, struck down aud diving,
Than De nan and vsnton here %
lie went where baits's voice was oudea
lie pressed where danger nearest came
His hand advanced, among the pr0udest,
Their banner through tie lInei OF flame.
And there, when wsarisl Courage hlttred,
lie, foremost Of the hl,ea, lay,
While Night looked down with brow unaltered
And brsathed the battles dust away.
There lying, sore from wounds INTENDED,
A vision crossed the starry gleam:
The girl he loved beside him bended,
And kissed him in bis fever dream.
40 leve - ,h, cried, you fed to dnd me
| lef! with you the daIsi,d yde
turned from flutes that walled behind me,
10 hear your trumpeu distant hail.
Your tender VOWS, your peaceful Kisses,
They scarce ou,liy d the moments breath
But now we clasp immortal bhsss
Of passion proved on brink, o Death
NO fO;e hsnceforth shall estrange her,
Who finds a heart more brave than fond
For Love, forsook this side Of danger,
Waits or the man who goes b'yond.'