Drawings and Tintings (Paperback)

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. 1844 Excerpt: ... Seems it not As thourb the ground lo rainbows tangible Had yielded birih, or with a maaic art Had drawn the sunset colors from the sky And there had fiAd them? Yet a few bright shreds Of Autumn's cloak stitl linger on the houghs. The elm shows scattered gems; the lofty oak Is swafh'd in crimson; tapering lo a point, The thick pyramidal spruce, and oval pine Holding its myriad summit-Clips, display Their changeless green. The sunshine has a tint Deeper than Summer's radiance, and it throws Its charms on all around. Along this path I tread lisrht-hearted, glad to lie alone Again with Nature: beautiful art thoti Seen in thy works, mysterious principle Man with his passions dims thy light, his voice Jars with thy sounds, his walls and towers but mar Thy majesty and beauty. Solitude With its soft dreamy silence is the mate The fittest for thee, radiant smile of God I gaze around; trunks, boughs, and leaves and mould The robin on yon dor-wond's branch I see Picking the crimson berries; now and then The flicker drops his hammer on the bark, And the soft echo starts, as breaks on high The hoarse voice of the sluggish passing crow. My foot stirs up the o' al butternut Fr.im the dea;l leaves, its dark brown ting'd with gold, And strew'd around this old oak's knotted roots Are acorn chalices with braided sides Left by the fays to fill their depths with dew For the next moonlight revel on the moss. That strange awakener at cold Winter's verge, The low witch-hazel, shows its yellow stars Curl'd thick along its boughs: yon tall slim plant Dangles with blossoms like a Chinese tower Pendent with bells; and this blue gentian, tight Has twisted the fring'd rim of its long cup To keep from frost the topaz set within. The air is richest perfume from the fern Sweetest when ...