Book/Printed Material The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich.
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Image 1 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 2 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. LIBRARY OF CONGRESS. S^ap iojairtsl^l ]|ij Shelf. ..t.30 UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 3 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. •^ii i-4^^ ;.-r;-: ^-v i ci;^- .r- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 6 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. -^Dofefi bj) diomas ^ailep StlUric^. THE STORY OF A BAD BOY. Illustrated. i2mo,$i.2S. MARJORIE DAW AND OTHER PEOPLE. With frontis- piece. i2mo, $1.50. MARJORIE DAW, AND OTHER STORIES. In River- side Aldine Series. ibmo, $1.00. PRUDENCE PALFREY. With frontispiece. i2mo,$i.so. THE QUEEN OF SHEBA. j2mo, $1.50; i6mo, paper, 50 cents. THE STILLWATER TRAGEDY. :2mo, $..50. FROM PONKAPOG TO PESTH. Travel Sketches. i6mo, $1.25. CLOTH…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 7 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. ALDRICH S POEMS- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 10 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. o:P).ai^ci- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 11 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. THE POEMS OF THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH J^ou0fl)olD edition WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BOSTON AND NEW YORK HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN AND COMPANY (C6e fiitjcrj^itie ^xzU-, CambriDge- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 12 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. T n V Copyright, 1858, 1860, 1862, 1865, 1873, 1876, 1883, 1886, 1888, and 1890, By THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH, TICKNOR FIELDS, AND JAMES R. OSGOOD CO. Copyright, 1882 and 1885, Bt HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN CO. All rights reserved The Riverside Press, Cambridge, Mass., U. S. A. Electrotyped and Printed by H. 0. Houghton Company.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 13 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CONTENTS. PAGE Flower and Thorn 13 I. Cloth of Gold. Proem 17 An Arab Welcome 17 A Turkish Legend 18 The Crescent and the Cross 19 The Unforgiven 20 Dressing the Bride 21 Two Songs from the Persian 22 -^Tiger-Lilies 23 Tlie Sultana 24 The World s Way 25 Latakia 26 When the Sultan goes to Ispahan 28 Hascheesh 30 A Prelude 31 II.…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 14 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. VI CONTENTS. The Bluebells of New England 48 Wedded 49 Romance 50 Destiny 51 Unsung 52 Frost- Work 53 Landscape 53 Rococo 54 Haunted 55 Fable 5G A Snow-Flake 57 Across the Street 57 Identity 58 Nocturne 59 —An Untimely Thought 60 Rencontre 61 A Winter Piece 61 Love s Calendar 62 Palinode .62 IIL Spring in New England and Other Poems. Spring in…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 15 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CONTENTS. Vll The Lady of Castelnore In an Atelier The Tragedy Pepita The Legend of Ara-Coeli Judith. I. Judith in the Tower II. The Camp of Assur III. The Flight V. Sonnets and Quatrains. Sonnets. Sick of myself and all that keeps the light The increasing moonlight drifts across my bed When I behold what pleasure is Pursuit Fantastic Sleep is busy with my…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 16 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. Viu CONTENTS. Epitaphs 219 Popularity 219 Human Ignorance 220 Spendthrift 220 The Iron Age 220 Myrtilla 221 On her Blushing 221 On a Volume of Anonymous Poems .221 Fame 222 The Difference 222 On Reading 222 The Rose 223 Moonrisc at Sea 223 Romeo and Juliet 223 Omar Khayyam 224 Circumstance 224 Herrick 224 Memories 225 From Eastern Sources 225 Evil easier than Good…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 17 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. LIST OF ILLUSTEATIOliJ S. PAGE Portrait Frontispiece. Dressing the Bride 21 When the Sultan goes to Ispahan 28 Fable 56 Spring in New England 68 Head op Baby Bell 73 The Queen s Ride 98 Friar Jerome 116 Legend of Ara-Cceli 163 Judith .173 Egypt 203 MooNRiSE AT Sea 223- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 19 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. FLOWER AND THORN,- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 21 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. FLOWER AND THORN. TO L. A. At Shiraz, in a sultan s garden, stood A tree whereon a curious apple grew, One side like honey, and one side like rue. Thus sweet and bitter is the life of man, The sultan said, for thus together grow Bitter and sweet, but wherefore none may know. Herewith together you have flower and thorn. Both rose and…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 22 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 14 FLOWER AND THORN. Take them and keep them Who can tell? some day, dear, (Though they be withered. Flower and thorn and blossom,) Held for an instant Up against thy bosom, They might make December Seem to thee like May, dear I- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 23 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. I. CLOTH OF GOJ^D.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 25 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. PROEM. You ask us if by rule or no Our many-colored songs are wrought: Upon the cunning loom of thought, We weave our fancies, so and so. The busy shuttle comes and goes Across the rhymes, and deftly weaves A tissue out of autumn leaves, With here a thistle, there a rose. With art and patience thus is made The poet…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 26 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 18 CLOTH OF GOLD. This cruse of oil, this skin of wine, These tamarinds and dates are thine And while thou eatest, Medjid, there, Shall bathe the heated nostrils of thy mare. lUah il Allah Even so An Arab chieftain treats a foe, Holds him as one without a fault Who breaks his bread and tastes his salt And, in fair battle, strikes him…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 27 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 19 And all is ruin save one wrinkled gate Whereon is written, Only God is great. THE CRESCENT AND THE CROSS. Kind was my friend who, in the Eastern land, Remembered me with such a gracious hand. And sent this Moorish Crescent which has been Worn on the haughty bosom of a queen. No more it sinks and rises in unrest…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 28 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 20 CLOTH OF GOLD. But when tliis Cross of simple wood I see. The Star of Bethlehem shines again for me. And glorious visions break upon my gloom The patient Christ, and Mary at the Tomb I THE UNFORGIVEN. Near my bed, there, hangs the picture jewels could not buy from me T is a Siren, a brown Siren, in her sea-weed dra- pery.…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 30 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. DRESSING THE BRIDE. Page 21.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 31 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 21 In the hushes of the midnight, when the heliotropes grow strong With the dampness, I hear music hear a quiet, plaintive song A most sad, melodious utterance, as of some im- mortal wrono- o Like the pleading, oft repeated, of a Soul that pleads in vain, Of a damned Soul repentant, that would fain be pure again And I lie…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 32 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 22 CLOTH OF GOLD. The slippers for her supple feet, (Two radiant crescent moons they were,) And lavender, and spikenard sweet, And attars, nedd, and richest musk. When they had finished dressing her, (The eye of morn, the heart s desire!) Like one pale star against the dusk, A single diamond on her brow Trembled with its imprisoned fire! TWO SONGS FROM THE PERSIAN.…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 33 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 23 II. Ah! sad are they who know not love, But, far from passion s tears and smiles. Drift down a moonless sea, beyond The silvery coasts of fairy isles. And sadder they whose longing lips Kiss empty air, and never touch The dear warm mouth of those they love Waiting, wasting, suffering much. But clear as amber, fine as musk.…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 34 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 24 CLOTH OF GOLD I like the chaliced lilies, The heavy Eastern lilies, The gorgeous tiger-lilies. That in our garden grow. For they are tall and slender; Their mouths are dashed with carmine; And when the wind sweeps by them, On their emerald stalks They bend so proud and graceful They are Circassian women. The favorites of the Sultan, Adown our garden walks And…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 35 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 25 Each wandering wind that blows By the lattice, seems to bear From her parted lips the scent of the rose, And the jasmine from her hair. Her dark-browed odalisques lean To the fountain s feathery rain. And a paroquet, by the broidered screen, Dangles its silvery chain. But pallid, luminous, cold, Like a phantom she fills the place. Sick to…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 36 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 26 CLOTH OF GOLD. And, as before, the smiling Sultan gave The man a sekkah. Sing again, O slave! Again the verse came, fluent as a rill That wanders, silver-footed, down a hilL The Sultan, listening, nodded as before. Still gave the gold, and still demanded more. The nimble fancy that had climbed so high Grew weary with its climbing by and by Strange…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 37 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 27 I draw my sofa on the rug Before the ancient chimney-place. Upon the painted tiles are mosques And minarets, and here and there A blind muezzin lifts his hands And calls the faithful unto prayer. Folded in idle, twilight dreams, I hear the hemlock chirp and sing As if within its ruddy core It held the happy heart of Spring.…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 38 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 28 CLOTH OF GOLD. Though all the bitter winds should blow, And all the ways be choked with snow, *T would be a true Arabian night! WHEN THE SULTAN GOES TO ISPAHAN. When the Sultan Shah-Zaman Goes to the city Ispahan,, Even before he gets so far As the place where the clustered palm-trees are, At the last of the thirty palace-gates, The flower…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 39 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. WHEN THE SULTAN GOES TO ISPAHAN. Page 28.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 41 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 29 And stains with the henna-plant the tips Of her pointed nails, and bites her lips Till they bloom again; but, alas, that rose Not for the Sultan buds and blows Not for the Sultan Shall- Zaman When he goes to the city Ispahan. Then at a wave of her sunny hand The dancing-girls of Samarcand Glide in like shapes from…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 42 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 30 CLOTH OF GOLD. HASCHEESH. Stkicken witli dreams, I wandered through the night The heavens leaned down to me with splendid fires The south-wind breathing upon unseen lyres Made music as I went and to my sight A Palace shaped itself against the skies Great sapphire-studded portals suddenly Opened on vast Ionic galleries Of gold and porphyry, and I could see, Through half-drawn curtains…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 43 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. CLOTH OF GOLD. 31 Away, vile drug! I will avoid thy spell, Honey of Paradise, black dew of Hell! A PRELUDE. Hassan ben Abdul at the Ivory Gate Of Bagdad sat and chattered in the sun, Like any magpie chattered to himself And four lank, swarthy Arab boys that stopt A gambling game with peach-pits, and drew near. Then Iman Khan, the friend of…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 44 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 82 CLOTH OF GOLD, From Mecca to Damascus, he was known, Hassan, the Arab with the Singing Heart. His songs were sung by boatmen on the Nile, By Beddowee maidens, and in Tartar camps. While all men loved him as they loved their eyes And when he spake, the wisest, next to him. Was he who listened. And thus Hassan sung. And I, a…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 45 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. II. INTERLUDES.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 46 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 47 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. HESPERIDES. If thy soul, Herrick, dwelt with me, This is what my songs would be Hints of our sea-breezes, blent With odors from the Orient; Indian vessels deep with spice; Star-showers from the Norland ice; Wine-red jewels that seem to hold Fire, but only burn with cold Antique goblets, strangely wrought, Filled with the wine of happy thought; Bridal measures, vain regrets, Laburnum…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 48 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 36 INTERLUDES. BEFORE THE RAIN. We knew it would rain, for all the morn, A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens Scooping the dew that lay in the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers. We knew it…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 49 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 37 A dormer, facing westward, looks Upon the village like an eye And now it glimmers in the sun, A square of gold, a disk, a speck: And in the belfry sits a Dove With purple ripples on her neck. CASTLES. There is a picture in my brain That only fades to come again The sunlight, through a veil of rain To leeward,…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 50 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 38 INTERLUDES. Ah, gray beard, what a happy thing It was, when life was in its spring. To peep through love s betrothal ring At fields Elysian, To move and breathe in magic air, To think that all that seems is fair Ah, ripe young mouth and golden hair, Thou pretty vision! Well, well, I think not on these two But the old wound…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 51 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 39 Long ago when you cried in tlie nest, The last of the sickly brood, Scarcely a pinfeather warming your breast, Who was it brought you food? Who said, Music, come fill his throat, Or ever the May be fled Who was it loved the low ^weet note And the bosom s sea-shell red? Who said, Cherries, grow ripe and big. Black and…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 52 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 40 INTERLUDES, Sitting here by the embers, Stunned and helpless, alone Dreaming of two graves lying Out in the damp and chill: One where the buzzard, flying, Pauses at Malvern Hill The other alas! the j^illows Of that uneasy bed Rise and fall with the billows Over our sailor s head. Theirs the heroic story Died, by frigate and town Theirs the Calm and…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 53 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 41 THE FADED VIOLET. What thought is folded in thy leaves What tender thought, what speechless pain! I hold thy faded lips to mine, Thou darling of the April rain I hold thy faded lips to mine. Though scent and azure tint are fled dry, mute lips ye are the type Of something in me cold and dead: Of something wilted like thy…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 54 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 42 INTERLUDES. BALLAD. The blackbird sings in the hazel-brake, And the squirrel sits on the tree And Blanche she walks in the merry greenwood, Down by the summer sea. The blackbird lies when he sings of love, And the squirrel, a thief is he And Blanche is an arrant flirt, I swear, And light as light can be. O blackbird, die in the hazel-brake!…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 55 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 43 A melon cut in thin, delicious slices: A cake that seemed mosaic-work in spices Two China cups with golden tulips sunny, And rich inside with chocolate like honey And she and I the banquet-scene completing With dreamy words and very pleasant eating THE ONE WHITE ROSE. A SORROWFUL woman said to me, Come in and look on our child. I saw an…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 56 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 44 INTERLUDES. Breaking the buds and bending the grass, And spilling the scent of the rose. wind of the smnmer morn, Tearing the petals in twain, Wafting the fragrant soul Of the rose through valley and plain, 1 would you could tear my heart to-day And scatter its nameless pain AT TWO-AND-TWENTY. Marian, May, and Maud Have not passed me by Arched foot, and…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 57 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 45 SONG-TIME. From out the blossomed cherry-tops Sing, blithesome robin, chant and sing; With chirp, and trill, and magic-stops Win thou the listening ear of Spring! For while thou lingerest in delight, An idle poet, with thy rhyme, The summer hours will take their flight And leave thee in a barren clime. Not all the autumn s rustling gold, Nor sun, nor moon,…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 58 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 46 INTERLUDES. Sit thou with me, By the graveyard tree, Imogene. The fire-flies swarm In the white moonshine, Each with its light For our bridal night, Imogene. Blushing with love, In the white moonshine, Lie in my arms. So, safe from alarms, Imogene. Paler art thou Than the white moonshine. Ho! thou art lost Thou lovest a Ghost, Imogene. PALABRAS CARINOSAS. (SPANISH AIR.) Good-night!…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 59 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 47 Good-night unto tlie fragile hand All queenly with its weight of rings Good-night to fond, uplifted eyes, Good-night to chestnut braids of hair. Good-night unto the perfect mouth. And all the sweetness nestled there The snowy hand detains me, then I 11 have to say Good-night again But there will come a time, my love, When, if I read our stars aright,…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 60 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 48 INTERLUDES. Thick as these, within my brain. Grow the wildest fancies. Let me write my songs to-day. Rhymes with dulcet closes Four-line epics one might hide In the hearts of roses. THE BLUEBELLS OF NEW ENGLAND. The roses are a regal troop, And modest folk the daisies But, Bluebells of New England, To you I give my praises To you, fair phantoms in…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 61 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 49 All night your eyes are closed in sleep, Kept fresh for day s adorning: Such simple faith as yours can see God s coming in the morning! You lead me by your holiness To pleasant ways of duty; You set my thoughts to melody, You fill me with your beauty. Long may the heavens give you rain, The sunshine its caresses, Long…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 62 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 50 INTERLUDES. The summer birds have sung, Marguerite But cypress leaf and rue Make a sorry wreath for you. Marguerite. ROMANCE. I. I HAVE placed a golden Ring upon the hand Of the blithest little Lady in the land! When the early roses Scent the sunny air, She shall gather white ones To tremble in her hair Hasten, happy roses, Come to me by…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 63 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 51 The Year which has brought me so much woe That if it were not for you, my dear, I could wish the fuchsias fire might glow For me as well as the Year. III. Out from the depths of my heart Had arisen this single cry. Let me behold my beloved, Let me behold her, and die. At last, like a sinful…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 64 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 52 INTERLUDES. The third, a widow, with new grief made wild, Shut in the icy palm of her dead child. UNSUNG. As sweet as the breath that goes From the lips of the white rose, As weird as the elfin lights That glimmer of frosty nights. As wild as the winds that tear The curled red leaf in the air. Is the song I…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 65 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 53 In some unimagined Spring I may find my voice, and sing The song I have never sung. FROST-WORK. These winter nights, against my window-pane Nature with busy pencil draws designs Of ferns and blossoms and fine spray of pines, Oak-leaf and acorn and fantastic vines. Which she will make when summer comes again Quaint arabesques in argent, flat and cold, Like curious…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 66 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 54 INTERLUDES. By sunken reefs tlie hoarse sea roars; Above the shelving sands, Like skeletons the sycamores Uplift their wasted hands. The air is full of hints of grief, Strange voices touched with pain The pathos of the falling leaf And rustling of the rain. In yonder cottage shines a light, Far-gleaming like a gem Not fairer to the Kabbins sight Was star of…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 67 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. bb Be not triumphant, little flower, When on her haughty heart you lie, But modestly enjoy your hour She 11 weary of you by and by. HAUNTED. A NOISOME mildewed vine Crawls to the rotting eaves The gate has dropped from the rusty hinge, And the walks are stamped with leaves. Close by the shattered fence The red-clay road runs by To a…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 68 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 56 INTERLUDES. And an Owl on the skirts of the wood Hoots, and says, Do you hear? Go not there at night, For a spell hangs over all The palsied elms, and the dismal road, And the broken garden-wall. O, go not there at night, For a curse is on the place Go not there, for fear you meet The Murdered face to face…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 69 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. FABLE. Page5G.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 71 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 57 That rich, deep chest-note, crystal-clear, Is a mortifying thing to hear. We have sharper beaks and hardier wings, Yet we but croak this fellow sings So they planned and planned, and killed the bird With the sweetest voice was ever heard. Passing his grave one happy May, I brought this English daisy away. A SNOW-FLAKE. Once he sang of summer, Nothing but…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 72 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 68 INTERLUDES. Sitting and working at my rhymes, I weave into my verse at times Her sunny hair, or gleams of it. Upon her window-ledge is set A box of flowering mignonette Morning and eve she tends to them The senseless flowers, that do not care About that loosened strand of hair. As prettily she bends to them. If I could once contrive to…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 73 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 59 NOCTURNE. BELLAGGIO. Up to her chamber window A slight wire trellis goes, And up this Komeo s ladder Clambers a bold white rose. I lounge in the ilex shadows, I see the lady lean. Unclasping her silken girdle, The curtain s folds between. She smiles on her white-rose lover. She reaches out her hand And helps him in at the window I…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 74 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 60 INTERLUDES. AN UNTIMELY THOUGHT. I WONDER what day of the week I wonder what month of the year Will it be midnight, or morning, And who will bend over my bier? What a hideous fancy to come As I wait, at the foot of the stair, While Lilian gives the last touch To her robe, or the rose in her hair. Do I…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 75 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES. 61 KENCONTRE. Toiling across the Mer de Glace, I thouglit of, longed for tliee What miles between us stretched, alas What miles of land and sea! My foe, undreamed of, at my side Stood suddenly, like Fate. For those who love, the world is wide, But not for those who hate. A WINTER PIECE. Sous le voile qui vous protege, Defiant les regards…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 76 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 62 INTERLUDES. Thus guided, one might come too close Upon the slyly-hidden nest Where Psyche, with her cheek s cold rose, On Love s warm bosom lies at rest. LOVE S CALENDAR. The Summer comes and the Summer goes; Wild-flowers are fringing the dusty lanes, The swallows go darting through fragrant rains, Then, all of a sudden it snows. Dear Heart, our lives so…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 77 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INTERLUDES, 63 II. Pray, Muses, since I may not sing Of Death or any grievous thing. Teach me some joyous strain, that I May mock my youth s hypocrisy!- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 79 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. III. SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND AND OTHER POEMS.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 81 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND AND OTHER POEMS. SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND. I. The long years come and go, And the Past, The sorrowful, splendid Past, With its glory and its woe. Seems never to have been. The bugle s taunting blast Has died away by Southern ford and glen The mock-bird sings unfrightened in its dell; The ensanguined stream flows pure again Where once…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 82 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 68 SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND. By the Potomac and the Cumberland, And in the valley of the Shenandoah! II. Now while the pale arbutus in our woods Wakes to faint life beneath the dead year s leaves, And the bleak North lets loose its wailing broods Of winds upon us, and the gray sea grieves Along our coast while yet the Winter s hand…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 83 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 85 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND. 69 Out from this realm of mist and rain, Out from this realm of sleet and snow, When the first Southern violets blow? IV. While yet the year is young Many a garland shall be hung In our gardens of the dead On obelisk and urn Shall the lilac s purple burn, And the wild-rose leaves be shed. And afar…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 86 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 70 SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND, By many a cypress swamp where the cayman seeks its prey, In many a moss-hung wood, the twilight s haunt by day, And down where the land s parched lip drinks at the salt sea-waves, And the ghostly sails glide by there are piteous, nameless graves. Their names no tongue may tell, Buried there where they fell. The bravest…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 87 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND. 71 The valorous spirits freed Live in the vital deed Marble shall crumble to dust, Plinth of bronze and of stone, Carved escutcheon and crest Silently, one by one, The sculjDtured lilies fall Softly the tooth of the rust Gnaws through the brazen shield: Broken, and covered with stains, The crossed stone swords must yield t Mined by the frost…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 88 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 72 SPRING IN NEW ENGLAND. Iglioble to be alive Tears will well to our eyes, And the bitter doubt will rise But hush! for the strife is done, Forgiven are wound and scar; The fight was fought and won I/ong since, on sea and shore, And every scattered star Set in the blue once more We are one as before, With the blot from…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 89 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 90 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. BABY BELL. Page 73.- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 91 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. BABY BELL, T3 BABY BELL. I. Have you not heard the poets tell How came the dainty Baby Bell Into this world of ours? The gates of heaven were left ajar: With folded hands and dreamy eyes, Wandering out of Paradise, She saw this planet, like a star, Hung in the glistening depths of even Its bridges, running to and fro, O er which…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
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Image 92 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 74 BABY BELL, And o er the porch the trembling vine Seemed bursting with its veins of wine. How sweetly, softly, twilight fell! O, earth was full of singing-birds And opening springtide flowers, When the dainty Baby Bell Came to this world of ours III. O Baby, dainty Baby Bell, How fair she grew from day to day! What woman-nature filled her eyes, What…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 93 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. BABY BELL. 75 IV. And now the orchards, which were white And red with blossoms when she came, Were rich in autumn s mellow prime; The clustered apples burnt like flame, The soft-cheeked peaches blushed and fell, The folded chestnut burst its shell. The grapes hung purpling in the grange: And time wrought just as rich a change In little Baby Bell. Her lissome…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 94 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 76 BABY BELL. VI. It came upon us by degrees, We saw its shadow ere it fell The knowledge that our God had sent His messenger for Baby Bell. We shuddered with unlanguaged pain, And all our hopes were changed to fears, And all our thoughts ran into tears Like sunshine into rain. We cried aloud in our belief, O, smite us gently, gently,…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 95 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. P AMPIN A. 77 PAMPINA. Lying by the summer sea I had a dream of Italy. Chalky cliffs and miles of sand, Mossy reefs and salty caves, Then the sparkling emerald waves, Faded; and I seemed to stand, Myself a languid Florentine, In the heart of that fair land. And in a garden cool and green, Boccaccio s own enchanted place, I met Pampina…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 96 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 78 P AMPIN A. My mantle by an almond-tree, And Here, beneath the rose, I said, I 11 hear thy Tuscan melody. I heard a tale that was not told In those ten dreamy days of old, When Heaven, for some divine offence. Smote Florence with the pestilence And in that garden s odorous shade The dames of the Decameron, With each a loyal…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 97 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. PAMPINA. 79 Now while the large-eyed Tuscan wove The gilded thread of her romance Which I have lost by grievous chance The one dear woman that I love, Beside me in our seaside nook, Closed a white finger in her book, Half vext that she shoiJd read, and weep For Petrarch, to a man asleep And scorning me, so tame and cold. She rose,…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 98 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. BO SORCERY. There lay the starlight of Italian skies. Most dreams are dark, beyond the range Of reason; oft we cannot tell If they are born of heaven or hell But to my soul it seems not strange That, lying by the summer sea, With that dark woman watching me, I slept and dreamed of Italy SORCERY. Go on your way, and let me…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 99 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. INVOCATION TO SLEEP. 81 At Astolat but let me be I I would that I had died. There was a woman in the glade: Her hair was soft and brown, And long bent silken lashes weighed Her ivory eyelids down. I kissed her hand, I called her blest, I held her leal and fair She turned to shadow on my breast, And melted into…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
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Image 100 of The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich. 82 INVOCATION TO SLEEP. The swarming honey-bees in unknown woods, The speckled butterflies, and downy broods In dizzy poplar heights: Rest for innumerable nameless things. Rest for the creatures underneath the Sea, And in the Earth, and in the starry Air Why will it not unburden me of care? It comes to meaner things than my despair. O weary, weary night, that brings no…- Contributor: Aldrich, Thomas Bailey
- Date: 1890
About this Item
Title
- The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich.
Names
- Aldrich, Thomas Bailey, 1836-1907.
Created / Published
- Boston ; New York : Houghton, Mifflin and Company, [1890]
Notes
- - Also available in digital form.
Medium
- viii, 290 p., 11 pl. leaves of plates : ill. ; 21 cm.
Call Number/Physical Location
- PS1020 .E90
Library of Congress Control Number
- 04013814
OCLC Number
- 9795480
Online Format
- online text
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