. Miami woods, A golden wedding, and other poems . trees oer headOn pollen greedily they fed; 224 Miscellaneous. And from low purple phlox, that grewAbout my feet, sippd like the scenes when first I heardThe cardinal bird! How like!—and yet . . The spell growsAveak:—Ah, but I miss the sunny brow—The sparkling eye—the ruddy cheek! j Where, where are nowThe three who then beside me stoodLike sunbeams in the dusky wood?Alas! I am alone. Since then,They ve trod the weary ways of men:—One on the eve of manhood died;Two in its flush of powr and graves are green, where first
. Miami woods, A golden wedding, and other poems . trees oer headOn pollen greedily they fed; 224 Miscellaneous. And from low purple phlox, that grewAbout my feet, sippd like the scenes when first I heardThe cardinal bird! How like!—and yet . . The spell growsAveak:—Ah, but I miss the sunny brow—The sparkling eye—the ruddy cheek! j Where, where are nowThe three who then beside me stoodLike sunbeams in the dusky wood?Alas! I am alone. Since then,They ve trod the weary ways of men:—One on the eve of manhood died;Two in its flush of powr and graves are green, where first we heardThe cardinal bird. The redbird from the window hung, Not long my fancies thus beguiled:Again in maple-groves it sungIts wood-notes wild;For, rousing with a tearful eye,I gave it to the trees and sky.— The Cardinal Bird. 225 I missd so much those brothers three,Who walkd youths flowery ways with me,I could not, dared uot, hut believeIt too had brothers, that would grieveTill iu old haunts again t was heard,The cardinal 226 Miscellaneous. ® Summer Scene. The day was well nigh oer;The sun, near the horizon, dimly shone;And the long shadows of the door-yard trees, Athwart the yard were thrown. Before our humble door, Upon the soft, cool grass,With bosom open to the evening breeze Which now and then did pass,Musing, and dreaming of the spirits birth,And its relations to this beautiful earth, I lay alone—Borne on Imaginations airy pinions,Far from the worlds turmoil, and sordid mans dominions. Eve came on gently : and her step was seenStirring the blossoms on the velvet green,And warning home the laden bee,Yet laboring while, her softAnd delicate fingers pluckd the leaves aloft, A Summer Scene. 227 And whhTd them round and roundIn eddies to the ground,Where I, an humble Pan, with many a wreath was crownd! Presently on my ear,Rang full and deep, Joyous, and musical, and clear,A sound, which made my father-heart to leap,And sent the quick blood
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