Identifier: cu31924002836355 (find matches)
Title: Wayside flowers and ferns from original water-color drawings by Isaac Sprague
Year: 1899 (1890s)
Authors: Hervey, A. B. (Alpheus Baker), 1839-1931 Sprague, Isaac, 1811-1895
Subjects: Flowers Botany
Publisher: Boston, L. C. Page and Company (Inc.)
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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g lines.Whittier uses it, as his wont is, to teach a deep lesson ofmodest worth and gentle charity; Bryant, to paint a pictureof autumnal nature, and to find in it inspiration of upward-looking hope for lifes autumn days. THE FRINGED GENTIAN. THE FRINGED GENTIAN. Thou blossom bright with autumn dew,And colored with the heavens own blue,Thou openest when the quiet lightSucceeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets leanOer wandering brooks and springs unseen,Or columbines, in purple dressed,Nod oer the ground-birds hidden nest. Thou waitest late and comst alone,When woods are bare and birds are flown.And frosts and shortening days portendThe aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eyeLook through its fringes to the sky.Blue — blue — as if that sky let fallA flower from its cerulean wall. I would that thus, when I shall seeThe hour of death draw near to me,Hope, blossoming within my heart.May look to heaven as I depart. Bryant. THE MOUNTAIN FRINGE.
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The Mountain Fringe, ADLUMIA CIRRHOSA, Raf. For I have learnedTo look on Nature, not as in the hourOf thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimesThe still, sad music of humanity.Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample powerTo chasten and subdue. And I have feltA presence that disturbs me with the joyOf elevated thoughts; a sense sublimeOf something far more deeply interfused,Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,And the round ocean and the living air.And the blue sky, and in the mind of man. Therefore am I stillA lover of the meadows and the woods.And mountains; and of all that we beholdFrom this green earth; of all the mighty worldOf eye, and ear, — both what they half create.And what perceive; well pleased to recognizeIn Nature and the language of the sense.The anchor of my purest thoughts; the nurse,The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soulOf all my moral being. — Woidsworth. THE MOUNTAIN FRINGE. It would not be strange if sometime we should learn to knowthat the evolut

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