The Rocky Mountains at sunset
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Publisher: Date:8/4/2009 - General Books LLC
By: Hattie Almira Reed
Excerpt from book: DOWN IX THE VALLEY. 23 DOWN IN THE VALLEY. in the valley where the swift waters flow : Down in the valley where the wild roses blow : Where the moon is rising like a fair young queen, Flecking all the woodland with her silvery sheen: Down in the valley, where the night-winds at play Rustle all the fern-leaves, like fairy-feet astray: Where the singing water leapeth all the night O'er the yellow sands, a band of liquid light, Ellen lies asleep : around her form of grace A snowy shroud inwrappeth : around her marble face A rosebud-wreath intwineth: on her pulseless breast The folded hands are lying in one unbroken rest. Upon the heavens I gaze. One blazing star Shoots from its orbit into unbroken space afar: A cloud veils the moon : the brightness of the night Wan shades ingulf: but a belt of starry light Crowns all the heavens. Methinks Ellen dwells Behind that radiant splendor that nightly swells Into floods of glory up in worlds of light, Placid, grand, serene, beyond mortal sight. A MESSAGE. snowy pinions, sweet dove, Fly afar for me The swelling tide above Of yonder restless sea. Float not near the cloud That crimson hangeth down, Flaunting its banner proud, Wreathed with purple crown. 'Twould robe thee in its fold, O bird of snowy wing ! Soaring through the misty gold That round the sunbeams cling. A UKSSAQE. 25 Fly, swift, sweet dove, oh ! fly To yonder sunny land. Around thy tiny throat I'll tie A sheeny silken band: Amid its folds shall lie Of hair a yellow strand. This token bear, sweet dove, Swift as the morning star Dims in the heavens above : Oh, fly thou afar Unto a summer land, O bird! Girt by tropic blooms, Where pale shades and weird Sleep in the cavern's gloom. Pause not in the m...