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THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS.
THE DEATH OF THE FLOWERS.
1. THE melancholy' days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown
and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying å gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jay, And from the wood-top caws* the crow, through all the gloomy day.
2. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprung
and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas! they all are in their graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly bed, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie ; but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
3. The wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the wild-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yěllow sun-flower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague
on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade,
1 Měl an chol ý, low-spirited ; has no superior. In making tuese unhappy ; sad.
selections, the authors frankly con, * Wāil ing, moaning ; grieving fess the serious difficulty they have over; weeping loudly.
experienced in deciding, not what to 8 Eddy ing, moving circularly. take, but what to omit that bears
This reading-cars, instead of the name of William Cullen Bryant, calls-is sanctioned by the gifted Glāde, an open or cleared place author. This piece alone is sufficient in a forest or wood. to seal the reputation of a poet, who, Glěn, a retired and narrow vab at least, on this side of the Atlantic, ley; a narrow space between hills
4. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days
will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home, When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees
are still, And twinkle in the smoky light, the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers, whose frāgrance late
he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream 20 more.
5. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair, meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side; In the cold, moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief; Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.
99. PERPETUAL ADORATION.
HE turf’ shall be my frāgrant shrine ;'
My temple, Lord, that arch of thine ;
And silent thoughts my only prayers.
When murmuring homeward to their caves ;
Even more than music, breathes of thee.
All light and silence, like thy throne;
Squirrel, (skwůr rel).
sacred things are kept; an altar. * Turf, (térf).
• Cěns' er, a vase or pan in which Shrine, a case or bəx in which incense is burned.
SEASONS OF PRAYER.
And the pale stars shall be, at night,
Shall be my pure and shining book,
The glories of thy wondrous name.
That clouds ăwhile the day-beam's track!
Of sunny brightness, breaking through.
From flowers that bloom, to stars that glow,
Some feature of thy Deity!
But in its gloom I trace thy love ;
100. SEASONS OF PRAYER..
10 prayer, to prayer !—for the morning breaks,
His light is on all below and ăbove,
Send up the incense' of grateful prayer.
16. vine or solemn service, as appointed Air, (år), see Note 2, p. 16. by law, precept, or custom; a relig.
7 In' cense, the burning of some ious ceremony or usage.
sweet-smelling substance, practiced Răck, properly, moisture ; damp. in the worship of the gods of antiness; hence, thin, flying, broken quity, and to the true God, under clouds, or any portion of floating the Jewish dispensation. It is still vapor in the sky.
practiced in the Romish Church, * Dē’ i ty, divinity; Godhead. and the term is still in use to express • Prayer, (prår).
any act of devotion.
2. To prayer!—for the glorious sun is gone,
And the găthering darkness of night comes on.
And give your last thoughts to the Guardian of night. 3. To prayer!—for the day that God has blessed
Comes tranquilly on with its welcome rest.
And devote to Heaven the hallowed hours.
For her new-born infant beside her lies.
Let it swell up to heaven for her precious care.
Where the heart is pledged with the trembling hand.
And strengthen the perilous hour with prayer. 6. Kneel down by the dying sinner's side,
And pray for his soul through Him who died.
But the penitent cry of humble prayer ?
And hear the last words the believer saith.
Guardian, (går de an), keeper; 4 Fer' vent, earnest; warm. protector; here means,
Anguish, (ång' gwish), extreme Exalted, (egz ált' ed), very high; pain either of body or mind; bitter superior.
Bliss, happiness in the highest • Assuage, (as swaj), soften ; les legree; heavenly joy.
ADDRESS TO THE DEITY.
He has bidden ădieu to his earthly friends;
For his last thoughts are God's, his last words prayer. 8. The voice of prayer at the sable’ bier !
A voice to sustain, to soothe, and to cheer.
Who whispered, “Thy brother shall rise again."
But gladder, purer, than rose from this.
And their voice of prayer is eternal praise. 10. Awake! ăwāke! and gird up thy strength,
To join that holy band at length.
HENRY WARE, JR.
101. ADDRESS TO THE DEITY.
OD of my life, and Author of my days,
Permit my feeble voice to lisp thy praise,
Are equal all ; for all are nothing here. * Prayer, (prår), see Note 2, P.
16. * Sěr aph, an angel of the highest 2 Sā' ble, dark ; black.
order. ? Biēr, a carriage, or a frame for Sphere, (sfer), orb or star; world ; carrying the dead to the grave.
station or rank in life.