. Twilight dreams: being poems and pictures of life and nature . THE HOUR. OF REST. ^ ENEATH the green impleached trees,-J Beside the stream I pass ;I hear the bird upon the breeze,The breeze among the is thy song, O breeze ? O sweet bird, fi)ing to thy nest ?Rest to th^ weary world,Rest: rest! Sleep soon, O world, thy rest is brief! Sink soon, thou westering beam !The stream is singing to the leaf, The leaf unto the is thy song, O leaf? O stream ?O grey stream flowing to the west ? Rest to the weaiy world, Rest ! rest: F. E. W. 67. A TEXT AMONG THE CRESSES. ^S^
. Twilight dreams: being poems and pictures of life and nature . THE HOUR. OF REST. ^ ENEATH the green impleached trees,-J Beside the stream I pass ;I hear the bird upon the breeze,The breeze among the is thy song, O breeze ? O sweet bird, fi)ing to thy nest ?Rest to th^ weary world,Rest: rest! Sleep soon, O world, thy rest is brief! Sink soon, thou westering beam !The stream is singing to the leaf, The leaf unto the is thy song, O leaf? O stream ?O grey stream flowing to the west ? Rest to the weaiy world, Rest ! rest: F. E. W. 67. A TEXT AMONG THE CRESSES. ^S^ TAR-LIKE honeysuckle trailing ^^^ Oer the fence in wreaths capricious, ^-^ Summer breezes sailing, sailing, Idly by with breath delicious ;And a merry falling tinkle. Where the brook sweeps mossy ledges,And a sparkle, and a the water neath the sedges. Aad a merry little maiden. With her tangled golden tresses, Standing barefoot there, all ladenWith a wealth of emerald cresses ; With her white feet in the , so fresh and cool and pleasant! And the green boughs arched athwart a swinging, swaying crescent. And she sings, in rambling rhyming. Some child-lay of Brown-haired Kitty,*While the brook is chiming, chiming,,n With her sweet uneven ditty. ^«5
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