A Song of Autumn and Other PoemsPacific Short Story Club, 1907 - 96 pages |
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afar ancient bard Broken Bells cabin California call her name Carmo Hall Charles Warren Stoddard clang climb dance Death deep divine eyes fair far-off feast fire flame flash Francis Bay gaze glided golden gone heard Save heart height HENRY MEADE Herbert Bashford hills of long Ina Coolbrith Joaquin Miller keep a-climbing light long ago Los Gatos magic mind minstrel misty Nevermore musing neath night Normal School o'er old dream olden Autumn peak pine played poet Rancho realm Rhyming Waters rills Robert Browning sail San Jose sang Santa Clara Serenade shepherd Short Story Club sigh silent Sing smile Song of Autumn sorrow soul spring star Starland starry stream streamlet summer sung Sunset City Sutter County sweep sweet Tara's thee thou trees UNIVERS CALIFOR UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA unto vale violin w'en wandered Wanleran wave ween weird whirl wild wind
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Page 23 - I have heard this distant anthem Go a-sighing through the trees Like the far-off shouts of children, Or the hum of swarming bees. When he plays the leaflets flutter On the boughs that hold them fast, Or they scurry through the forest, Or they spin before the blast. And they frolic and they gambol, And they cling to Autumn's gown As the children to the piper's In the famous Hamelin town. Then they rustle and they hurry To a canyon dark and deep, And the piper, dear old Autumn, Pipes till they are...
Page 54 - I'll wing her. Then she took an evening dove's note. With a sigh of Shastan pine; Robbed a streamlet of Its murmur, From a lark drew song divine. These our good, fair Mother Nature Wrought with ripplings of a wave, Wove with gllntlngs of a sunbeam, Hung with echoes from a cave. Then she sought an orphan's cry, With an errant night wind's sigh; With these touched her fair creation. Then, to make reincarnation Of the ancient Sapphic line, From the far-off Island Shrine Brought the passion of a woman....
Page 23 - Who, with pipe and tabor, weaves The sweet music lovers sigh for In the falling of the leaves. I have heard his distant anthem Go a-sighing through the trees Like the 'far-off shouts of children, Or the hum of swarming bees. When he plays the leaflets flutter On the boughs that hold them fast ; Or they scurry through the forest Or they spin before the blast. And they frolic and they gambol, And they cling to autumn's gown As the children to the Piper's In the famous Hamelin Town. Then they rustle...
Page 67 - Though you go and come like the tide That runs on the rocky 'shore, Though you loiter but for a moment And vanish forevermore; Yet the rocks of the grim old sea-coast You mould, and you soften and whirl Till, clear and white on the wave-line, Lie the drifts of memory pearl. And the broken cliffs of endeavor You heal with the mild sea-cove, And the gray, bleak crags of the headland You dash with the snow-surf of love, And thus in and out forever You sweep and eddy in glee Till the rough old granite...
Page 21 - White moon slow lifting in the East! Enchanting air and grassy crest!
Page 52 - If in the flow of after years Your heart should chance revert to me, Let not your dear eyes fill with tears, But smile or hum a melody, And say: "He strove with all his might Upon the task he had to do ; And, failing, took the next in sight; Unfalt'ring, lived a long life through.
Page 34 - I only keep a-climbing. I know the stars of God are overhead : And. by that far-off streaming spiritwand. The meteor's gleam, I know that I am led, And so I keep a-climbing. I only keep a-climbing. It may be yon blue range will be the last : It may be many others loom beyond; And yet I know the summit will be passed, And so I keep a-climbing.
Page 54 - ... dove's note. With a sigh of Shastan pine; Robbed a streamlet of Its murmur, From a lark drew song divine. These our good, fair Mother Nature Wrought with ripplings of a wave, Wove with gllntlngs of a sunbeam, Hung with echoes from a cave. Then she sought an orphan's cry, With an errant night wind's sigh; With these touched her fair creation. Then, to make reincarnation Of the ancient Sapphic line, From the far-off Island Shrine Brought the passion of a woman. Gave the Joy of being human.
Page 42 - WjtHERE lupines bloom and poppies blow And poplars tower to the sky And the long lines of new-sown wheat Slope down to where the...