The Valley of Idleness, and Other Poems

The Valley of Idleness, and Other Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ...lads and lasses, blithely bent, In woods and meadows green, on merriment. Then Autumn came, a matron sober--sad, Whose sable hairs were streaked with silver gray, Though the wan tint of age not yet she had, But faint foreshadowing of presaged decay. In a strange garment was she comely clad, Of divers colours mingled, grave and gay, Some bright, some dull, of every hue and shade, Most like the woods, by Autumn's self arrayed. Hard on her heels two brawny youths and tall, With staggering steps the horn of Plenty bore, Which stocked was by Nature liberal, With all earth's fruits than I can reckon more. And after them attending Autumn's call, All eager to partake her bounteous store, The jolly reapers came with scythe in hand, With which they wont to crop the teeming land. And last came Winter, shivering for cold, Blowing his finger-tips to keep them warm, Wrinkled he was, frost-haired, and very old, It seemed he had weathered many a storm; Round his bald top an ivy wreath was rolled, With icy pendents of fantastic form; White was his cloak, its texture hard to tell, Whence flakes of snow continually fell. He carried nothing in his niggard hand, But as he went upon his dreary way, Blight and chill horror tell upon the land, And vegetation sickened to decay. The leafless trees with gaunt bare arms did stand, And scattered o'er the ground the brown leaves lay; All Nature's little choristers were fled, Save one small Robin with his bosom red. Then next Minerva drew Arion's story; Who 'scaping from rude pirates' bloody hands, Is swimming seen in Ocean, old and hoary, And striving hard to reach the golden sands: When lo! unto its everlasting glory, And dear remembrance in all times and lands, A dolphin that had loved the poet's song, Now shows its back, ...show more

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  • Paperback | 42 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 95g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236564987
  • 9781236564986