Poems you ought to know . Leave him to Gods watching eye; Trust him to the hand that made love weeps idly by; God alone has power to aid him. Lay him low, lay him low. In the clover or the snow! What cares he ? He cannot know;Lay him low! 53. EVENING SONG. BY SIDNEY LANIEK. Sidney Lanier was bom at Macon, Ga., in 1842. On account of 111health he went to Baltimore, where for a while he played the flute Inthe famous Peabody concerts—he was passionately fond of music andbrought marvelous harmonies out of his flute. In 1879 he became lec-turer in English literature at the Johns Hopkins
Poems you ought to know . Leave him to Gods watching eye; Trust him to the hand that made love weeps idly by; God alone has power to aid him. Lay him low, lay him low. In the clover or the snow! What cares he ? He cannot know;Lay him low! 53. EVENING SONG. BY SIDNEY LANIEK. Sidney Lanier was bom at Macon, Ga., in 1842. On account of 111health he went to Baltimore, where for a while he played the flute Inthe famous Peabody concerts—he was passionately fond of music andbrought marvelous harmonies out of his flute. In 1879 he became lec-turer in English literature at the Johns Hopkins university, died at Lynn, N. C, in 1881. He wrote a novel, Tiger Lilies, Cen-tennial Ode, Science of English Verse, The English Novel and ItaDevelopment, and a volume of poems. Look off, dear love, across the sallow sands,And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea. How long they kiss in sight of all the lands,Ah! longer, longer, we. Now in the seas red vintage melts the Egypts pearl dissolved in rosy wine. And Cleopatra night drinks all. Tis done,Love, lay thy hand in mine. Come forth, sweet stars, and comfort heavens heart; Glimmer, ye waves, round else unlighted , night! divorce our sun and sky apart. Never our lips o
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