Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1871-12-01
Poetry.


All, woll John cImo tonight and stood
fcr full an h1ur beside the bars;
Ami We two VT ihed bstsesn the trees
The glimuisr Of the moon and stars.
John acted very strange, 4 think
wisn knew the reason why;
really thought he meant 10 say
Something, 10 night, besides good BY.
Johu's coming here quite often now:
Pm sure don't knw why he should
Although my SISTER Mary slys
It's talked about the neig ighbOrhoCd
That he is IN aking love TO me-
The strangest thing 1 ever heard
Fr uigs trus, how queer il is
That John has never sa a word.
Al, we'll l shouldn't caro- 50 much
HJchn himself h ad told me 80;
Eor tlen he might have said il all
Opoe his oEn count, you know.
But he's go bashfll. 1 peheve
He'd never are to speak out plain,
nope he'll muster courage up,
And tFy i whoa he comes again.
1t cannot he that I'm TO blanc
Pm sure I've helped him AL eOull
Pve always me- him at the bars
And taxed anv woul an Hould
That had lover whom ,he liked,
And waited with ner heart glow
For hun 10 hresk the subject frst
And then how quick she d let him know
Bat John, he keeps a comin still.
Just a he has Tor tgsive .uoaths past;
Pvs thought sJmetImes II luJEed as tn ugh
I'd have to peak IN sslt al last
I'm bound that he shall kao7 u truth.
AID now resolved. / C .uLot wait
For him % ind u out hmseif,
And 50. next tina, I'll try my fa.s.
The following poem is pronounced by the London
Wssfninsfsr hsris1 % be inquest luaDly the finest
American poem ever written
The Closing Ssene
BY THOMAS sucHANAS HsAD.
% within the sober realms # lead So trees
Tne russell year inha ed the dreamy arr
Like some tanned reaper tn hls ho Il ease,
When al the hs.ds are y iE- o=awn aid bare.
- The gray barns looking from thsir hsz. hills
Oer tue dun Yates widening IN the Wales
sent q0Vn the ar greeting. % The mil 3,
On the dll tluut-r ut alternate uIlls.
' Al sights were meowsi. md all sounds su daed
The Lflls seemed 10 -th5-. and the ream sang low
A. in ore m the distant y odman hewed
II s winter log WIKI many muilet blow.
' The eubsttied forests erewhile armed With gold,
Their htuae-s bright xlrh May marital hue.
WOW stool ks some saf, beaten host VI Old,
"ihirawn efsr Ia times rcla-test blue.
.. On slulh-s wings the vuitlre triei its ish;,
The dow sctrcs heard d d IL hing ma es complaint.
Ant k a star slow dr0wni1- iu the hght
The village ehlrcl-vana seemed ro lie and fiat
.' The sentinel cock upon the bin size crow
Crea thrics-and All was stlller thau tei0rc.
Sile-f, tll some replying Warder blew
Ills alien nofn, ami then was beard no more.
o. Where erst the Jay within the elm's tall crss.
Made sarruou- trouble irlud her Gll 81 sel young
And Were the ori0ls hung her ssa, Ing rest.
b every lsh- WIND Ike a carser swIrs
' where s=uus the noisy martins o. the caves.
The tusy swallow circliug ever near,
F9-ehoCIuz the rustic mind eIievcs
Al edrlf harvest and l-lte1us year
90 Where every bird that walked tie verual east
Shook the sweet lumber from its wings at morn,
To w4r1 the rgapeIs ID. he rosy nest
All now vas -ess empty u1i iur-Jr1.
" Alone from out the stu bic pipsi the q1,u.
Aad cr1aked ,he cruw through al the dresry
gloom
Alone the pleasant, drumming in the vale,
Made echo IN the distant cottage loom
&c There was No bud. o- bloom upon the flowers
Tbs spiders novel thei- thln szrcuts night oy
Tbs this. -oen, tae auly -Aost Of d1we-s.
Sailed slowly hy, pass % naiseless ont Of sight
" Amid eli this ia this mos; lreary air.
Aud whore the W1J1nile she'd upon the porch
It's crimson leaves, as if -ue ear st01d there,
tiru- the 1.or sikh Is Inverted torch
d. Amid al this, the centre Of the scene,
The wni-s-ta-ret natr- "A E.-h moao.onous tread,
Pied the swift wheel sui with her Joyous misn
s2- ike fate and W tened the q ing thread.
'' She had su0Ea -orrox. lie had walked with Lsr,
or supp21- -ad brJs- with hsr the aslen crust,
Aat On tae dead leaves still sha heard the str
UIA.s tl.cs mantle trailing in tls Gust
While ye, ler cheek was bright with sumner
bloom.
Her country SUNNI ned. ana she gave her all
And ~ ce wa toW11 o. her bis sable plume
Re gave the sword % rust upon tie wall.
81 Rs-.a7e the sword, b1, not the band tia. drew.
Am struck for li1ertg the dying blow
Nor D. .m " h1 % bis sre AID country true
Eel. mid ihe ranks Cd. the d4ns Zoe.
o Long tu- not loud the drouing wheel went IN
Like the low ulurrlur ~ a hive at no0l.
Long but load, tis memory q the -1l0
Breathed through .er 4. .Ls a -ic and tfemul0gs
tone
- a; last the thread was sz-ppad. her head was
bowed
LIE dropped The cistaf through her hands serene
And frvIlz uei -loors s1.-led her careflI shrOud,
willie death lli winter closed the a-tumn s.ens.