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: ...a moth's flitting, which long grasses cross, And one small tree embowers droopingly, Joying to see some wandering insect won To live in its ...Read MoreThis 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: ...a moth's flitting, which long grasses cross, And one small tree embowers droopingly, Joying to see some wandering insect won To live in its few rushes, or some locust To pasture on its boughs, or some wild bird Stoop for its freshness from the trackless air: And then should find it but the fountain-head, Long lost, of some great river washing towns And towers, and seeing old woods which will live But by its banks untrod of human foot, Which, when the great sun sinks, lie quivering In light as something lieth half of life Before God's foot, waiting a wondrous change; Then girt with rocks which seek to turn or stay Its course in vain, for it does ever spread Like a sea's arm as it goes rolling on, Being the pulse of some great country--so Wast thou to me, and art thou to the world! And I, perchance, half feel a strange regret, That I am not what I have been to thee: Like a girl one has loved long silently In her first loveliness in some retreat, When, first emerged, all gaze and glow to view Her fresh eyes and soft hair and lips which bleed Like a mountain berry: doubtless it is sweet To see her thus adored, but there have been Moments when all the world was in his praise, Sweeter than all the pride of after hours. Yet, sun-treader, all hail! From my heart's heart I bid thee hail! E'en in my wildest dreams, I am proud to feel I would have thrown up all The wreaths of fame which seemed o'erhanging me, To have seen thee for a moment as thou art. And if thou livest, if thou lovest, spirit! Remember me who set this final seal To wandering thought--that one so pure as thou Could never die. Remember me who flung All honor from my soul yet paused and said, "There is one spark of love remaining yet, For I have nought in common with him, shapes Which followed him...Read Less
Very Good. No Jacket. Contains previous owner's bookplate and penciled name-no writing or markings in the text. Bright, crisp pages. Binding tight and square. Brick red cloth covers with gilt lettering and ornament to spine and front board. Covers show modest wear. Nice copy. Full refund if not satisfied.
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