The poetical works of Edwin Oscar Gale . e on thy crystaUine grape-vines sweet censer its perfume still same are thy delicate maidenhair wind through the pines its old melody tree to the north its moss jacket yet turns. Oh ! setting so worthy for diamond so rare,The charms of lifes morning hang over thee dense, wooded hills tower up as awareThey shield by their presence their jewel from change do I see on thy surface or brink,Since first I beheld thee, so long, long ago;But change do I find in myself when I drink,Your mirror I censur


The poetical works of Edwin Oscar Gale . e on thy crystaUine grape-vines sweet censer its perfume still same are thy delicate maidenhair wind through the pines its old melody tree to the north its moss jacket yet turns. Oh ! setting so worthy for diamond so rare,The charms of lifes morning hang over thee dense, wooded hills tower up as awareThey shield by their presence their jewel from change do I see on thy surface or brink,Since first I beheld thee, so long, long ago;But change do I find in myself when I drink,Your mirror I censure that alters me so. How young dost thou seem as compared with the tell me, thou dimpled cheek, can it be trueThat the morning stars sang ages back at thy birth,And smile at thee still from their home in the blue ?That groves have here many times multiplied charms of the living from mold of the dead,Since the Nymphs of the woods first saluted thee queen,And the rainbows first clasped their bright crown on thyhead ? 46. I cannot persuade me that thou are as oldAs the mountains and rocks of the far away clouds set adrift on yon sunset of gold,Thou seemest as fresh from the Almightys hands,So child-like in beauty, and with a childs ways,To ripple with mirth, with thyself but to kneel in thy bed, like a child when it pout out thy lips when annoyed at the breeze. Transparent as childhood, as bright and as pure,Like childhood reflecting what on thee is here art surrounded by beauties, and sureIn reflecting their graces, to add to thine clouds drifting yonder like huge banks of snowCast darkly in passing their shadows on frowns that a parent on child may bestowIn time will be mirrored for parent to 22, 1885. AN AUTUMNAL DAY IN THE WOODS. The leaves, green, russet and waving their banners in flags that in battle emboldenThe hearts that are prone to waved as if proudly


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