. At early candle light and other poems. a prophet with wit to WiirJ: teach dW/Jff Our race, which to folly so fondly Y/^^ clings, KiF That all that is good is within our reach, IQ The cream of life is the common ^ things. We may have no turreted palaces piledIn high colonnade and pillar and cope, But forever the mountains undefiledFor us thro the roseate azure slope. There never was park like the prairie lawn,Nor symphonies like the oceans song, Nor picture to match the amethyst dawn,—These blessings to all of our kind belong! No wine gives the fillip of frosty air; No satin eer came from a f
. At early candle light and other poems. a prophet with wit to WiirJ: teach dW/Jff Our race, which to folly so fondly Y/^^ clings, KiF That all that is good is within our reach, IQ The cream of life is the common ^ things. We may have no turreted palaces piledIn high colonnade and pillar and cope, But forever the mountains undefiledFor us thro the roseate azure slope. There never was park like the prairie lawn,Nor symphonies like the oceans song, Nor picture to match the amethyst dawn,—These blessings to all of our kind belong! No wine gives the fillip of frosty air; No satin eer came from a foreign loomAs white as the sheen of the lilies fair, Wan acolytes lighting the woodland 152 COnnON THINGS Because the bright river is free to all,To man and beast, to flower and tree, And on every sinner the sunbeams fall,The sun and the stream are dear to me. We have winds that silver the dusky rill; The forest of pines, with healing breath ;And friends and home, and love, and still The best of all, our old neighbor PICTURES or THE PAST
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