Feathers from a Moulting Muse (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: SONG Lady when the Night-breeze, waking, Leaves her island in the sea, And the Star of Eve, new-risen, Whispers me of heaven and thee, ? Think upon those glad hours banished With the hopes of earlier years, Brilliant, even while they vanished, Precious now, though viewed through tears Fare tbee well Thou mayst not listen To a sad refrain like mine, ? To a Song whose inspiration Lives but in that glance of thine. Still, within my heart enfolded, Dwells the memory enshrined Of those blissful days departed, With the present sadly twined. Fare thee well Although thine altar Hold from me no offering now, Save Hope's faded, scentless garlands Clustering round thy broken vow, ? Memory, fondly still, re-echoes The glad music it hath known; As the harp of evening vibrates When the breeze hath wandered on. SONNET TO Nestle still closer to me, Genevieve, Until thy heart's pulsation seems to be Trembling in mine; as doth the Star of Eve Within the breast of the unquiet Sea. Far down, among the Ocean's swaying flowers, Which the young Mermaids gather, her mild rays Are shining; and upon the coral towers, With swinging sea-weed draped, her soft light strays. Thus, through my soul's deep-shaded, lightless places, In breaks thy presence like a starry beam, Revealing in life's desert an oasis, ? Making reality a heavenly dream Nestle still closer. Now, we seem to be, Thyself the Ocean, I that Star to thee chapter{Section 4INSPIRATION. The fount of inspiration lies Where'er the Poet chooses. 'Neath soft Italia's tinted skies, Where Love doth lurk in those dark eyes Which light the bowers of Paradise, (At least so say the Muses, ) Or, where the heartless Northern blast, Upon his frozen steed astride..