This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...and shadowy covert, hark! What mellow tongue through all the woodland rings! The deer-hound's voice, sweet as the golden bell's. Prolonged by flying echoes round the dells, And up the loftiest summits wildly borne, Blent w ith the blast of some keen huntsman's horn. And now the checkered vale is left behind; I climb ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...and shadowy covert, hark! What mellow tongue through all the woodland rings! The deer-hound's voice, sweet as the golden bell's. Prolonged by flying echoes round the dells, And up the loftiest summits wildly borne, Blent w ith the blast of some keen huntsman's horn. And now the checkered vale is left behind; I climb the slope, and reach the hilltop bright: Here, in bold freedom, swells a sovereign wind. Whose gusty prowess sweeps the pineclad height; While the pines--dreamy Titans roused from sleep--Answer with mighty voices, deep on deep - Of wakened foliage surging like a sea; And o'er them smlles Heaven's calm infinity! GOLDEN DELL.--ASPECTS OF THE FINES. 191 GOLDEN DELL. Bkyond our moss-grown pathway lies A dell so fair, to genial eyes It dawns an ever-fresh surprise! To touch its charms with gentler grace, The softened heavens a loving face Bend o'er that sweet, secluded place. There first, despite the March wind's eold, Above the pale-hued emerald mould The earliest spring-tide buds unfold; There first the ardent mock-bird, long Winter's dumb thrall, from winter's wrong Breaks into gleeful floods of song; Till, from coy thrush to garrulous wren, The humbler bards of copse and glen Outpour their vernal notes again; While such harmonious rapture rings. With stir and flash of eager wings Glimpsed fleetly, where the jasmlne clings To bosk and briar, we blithely say, "Farewell! bleak nights and mornings gray, Earth opes her festal court to-day!" There, first, from out some balmy nest, By half-grown woodbine flowers caressed, Steal zephyrs of the mild southwest; O'er purpling rows of wild-wood peas, So blandly borne, the droning bees Still suck their honeyed cores at ease; Or, trembling through yon verdurous mass, Dew-starred. and dimpling as...
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Add this copy of Poems of Paul Hamilton Hayne. Complete Ed to cart. $69.70, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2010 by Nabu Press.
