Poems you ought to know . s together there,.Mingled the dark and sunny heard the wooing thrushes sing. O budding time! O loves blest prime 1 Two wedded from the portal stept:The bells made happy carolings,The air was soft as fanning wings,White petals on the pathway slept. O pure-eyed bride! O tender pride! Two faces oer a cradle bent:Two hands above the head were locked;These pressed each other while they rocked,Those watched a life that love had sent. O solemn hour! O hidden power! Two parents by the evening fire:The red light fell about their kneesOn heads that rose by slow degrees
Poems you ought to know . s together there,.Mingled the dark and sunny heard the wooing thrushes sing. O budding time! O loves blest prime 1 Two wedded from the portal stept:The bells made happy carolings,The air was soft as fanning wings,White petals on the pathway slept. O pure-eyed bride! O tender pride! Two faces oer a cradle bent:Two hands above the head were locked;These pressed each other while they rocked,Those watched a life that love had sent. O solemn hour! O hidden power! Two parents by the evening fire:The red light fell about their kneesOn heads that rose by slow degreesLike buds upon the lily spire. O patient life! O tender strife! The two still sat together there,The red light shone about their knees;But all the heads by slow degreesHad gone and left that lonely pair. O voyage fast! O vanished past! The red light shone upon the floorAnd made the space between them wide;They drew their chairs up side by side,Their pale cheeks joined, and said, /—Once morel O memories! O past that is 1. 49 DRIFTING. BY THOMAS BUCHANAN READ. Thomas Buchanan Read, artist and poet, was bom In 1822 and died In1872. His youth was spent in poverty and he earned a miserable exist-ence at tailoring and cigarmaking. He played on the stage and tookto painting in oils. His work attracted interest and he opened a the same time he began writing, alternating the brush with thepen. His best-known poems are Sheridans Ride and published a volume of poetry and two of prose. His pictures includeportraits of Longfellow, Dallas, Ex-Queen of Naples, Mrs. Browningand The Lost Pleiad, The Star of Bethlehem, Spirit of the Water-fall, and Sheridans Ride. My soul today Is far away,Sailing the Vesuvian Bay; My winged boat, A bird round the purple peaks remote:— Round purple peaks It sails, and seeksBlue inlets and their crystal creeks, Where high rocks throw. Through deeps below,A duplicated golden glow. Far, vague, and dim, The mountains swim;Wh
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