Narrative, Lyric, and Dramatic

Narrative, Lyric, and Dramatic

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1889 edition. Excerpt: ...which whispers prayer, The vanishings, the ecstasy, the gleam, The nameless aspiration, and the dream? Deep languor overcometh mind and frame: A listless, drowsy, utter weariness, A trance wherein no thought finds speech or name, The overstrained spirit doth possess. She sinks with drooping wing--poor unfledged bird, That fain had flown!--in fluttering breathlessness. To what end those high hopes that wildly stirred The beating heart with aspirations vain? Why profier prayers unanswered and unheard To blank, deaf heavens that will not heed her pain? Where lead these lofty, soaring tendencies, That leap and fly and poise, to fall again, Yet seem to link her with the utmost skies? What mean these clinging loves that bind to earth, And claim her with beseeching, wistful eyes? This little resting-place 'twixt death and birth, Why is it fretted with the ceaseless flow Of flood and ebb, with overgrowth and dearth, And vext with dreams, and clouded with strange woe? Ah! she is tired of thought, she yearns for peace, Seeing all things one equal end must know. Wherefore this tangle of perplexities, The trouble or the joy? the weary maze Of narrow fears and hopes that may not cease? A chill falls on her from the skyey ways, Black with the nightrtide, where is none to hear The ancient cry, the Wherefore of our days. IV. FANCIES. The ceaseless whirr of crickets fills the ear From underneath each hedge and bush and tree, Deep in the dew-drenched grasses everywhere. The simple sound dispels the fantasy Of gloom and terror gathering round the mind. It seems a pleasant thing to breathe, to be, To hear the many-voiced, soft summer wind Lisp through the dark thick leafage overhead To see the rosy half-moon soar behind The black slim-branching...show more

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  • Paperback | 76 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 154g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236939565
  • 9781236939562