...would rain, for all the morn, A spirit, on slender ropes of mist, Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and...amber grain Shrunk in the wind — and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain ! 1857.] THE FOUR SEASONS. OUR fathers of old — pagans...

...would rain, for all the morn A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes, and swamps, and...amber grain Shrunk in the wind — and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain ! A vein of pleasant sarcasm runs through our next specimen....

...would rain, for all the morn, A spirit, on slender ropes of mist, Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and...poplars showed The white of their leaves — the amber groin Shrunk in the wind — and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain ! 1857.]...

...would rain, for all the morn, A spirit, on slender ropes of mist, Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens — Scooping the dew thntluy in the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers...

...sweetmeats from his head, And stood, — a hideous pagan cut in jet.'T Or yet of the following: — n We knew it would rain, for the poplars showed The white of their leavefl, the amber grain Shrunk in the wind, — and the lightning now la tangled in tremulous akeios...

...rain, for all the morn, A spirit, on slender ropes of mist, Was lowering its golden buckets down • Into the vapory amethyst, Of marshes, and swamps,...the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers." ALDKICH. I love to sit by my window and look out into this fine shower of rain. We have had a series...

...spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethysts. 2. Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens, — Scooping the dew that lay on the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers. 8. We...

...A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethysts 2. Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens,— Scooping the dew that lay on the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers. 3. We...

...would rain, for all the mom, A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and...amber grain Shrunk in the wind, — and the lightning now i Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain ! I This is the genuine poetry that seems not like art,...

...would rain, for all the mom, A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and...amber grain Shrunk in the wind, — and the lightning now Is tangled in tremulous skeins of rain ! This is the genuine poetry that seems not like art, it...