The Flying Islands of the Night (Volume 6) (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: TO loll back, in a misty hammock, swung From tip to tip of a slim crescent moon That gems some royal-purple night of June? To dream of songs that never have been sung Since the first stars -were stilled and God was young And heaven as lonesome as a lonesome tune: To lie thus, lost to earth, with lids aswoon; By curious, cool winds back and forward flung, With fluttering hair, blurred eyes, and utter ease Adrift like lazy blood through every vein; And then,?the pulse of unvoiced melodies Timing the raptured sense to some refrain That knows nor words, nor rhymes, nor euphonies, Save Fancy's hinted chime of unknown seas. [NOTE.?Only the musical reader who has tried to whistle the elusive airs of an exquisite music-box can rightly appreciate how futile were a general attempt here accurately to reproduce the music of the Spirks and Wunks: So, but one simplest, all imperfect illustration of it is ventured.?Indeed, the imagination may be better looked to for the just translations of the curious airs of such songs as from time to time follow. So, too, in numberless other respects, must the reader's fancy freely play? even as the writer frankly confesses his own has done,? in such particulars, for instance, as fancying the "ont-l- dawn-bird" of the Flying Islanders is our nightingale; their "trance-bird" our humming-bird; their "echo.bird" our mocking-bird, etc., etc., ad infinitum.) THE LOVELY HUSBAND fti-V' "r U 1 ' ' 1 '? I? -) he was known, He loved hi wife and. 1 -Ml 1 1 1 . Ob alove - ly hus - band ? j ? 3- Lj? . J =F4= J i 4 i ? fcM=4Ju ? - [ M a - lone; She reaped the bar - vest he had sown; She ate the meat; ho j : ij-'fl? |1 J J J Jl " bzd ev-eiy size, she smiled on each with-K . . .1 ? ? ? r Ib picked the bone. Wittmxed ad-mir-era 1 ...