Death and Eternity

A dark inevitable night
A blank that will remain
A waiting for the morning light
Where waiting is in vain
A gulph where pathway never led 
To show the depth beneath
A thing we know not yet we dread
That dreaded thing is Death

The vaulted void of purple sky 
That everywhere extends
That stretches from the dazzled eye
In space that never ends
A morning whose uprisen sun 
No setting e'er shall see
A day that comes without a noon
Such is Eternity.

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Autumn shuts the scene

I think of thee at dewy morn 
& at the sunny noon 
& walks with thee—now left forlorn 
Beneath the silent moon 
I think of thee I think of all 
How blest we both have been— 
The sun looks pale upon the wall 
& autumn shuts the scene

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Gold tinted west

Come beautiful maiden while autumn delays
& the sunsets so sweet in the gold tinted west
While the fading beach tree sets the woods in a blaze
& the lark sings his song ere he sinks into rest

In Autumns gone by how fondly I press't thee
& loved thee sincerely & so I do now
As I wandered along with thee ever near me
While the leaves they were fading on every bough

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Fond desire

Now melancholly autumn comes anew
With showery clouds & fields of wheat tanned brown
Along the meadow banks I peace pursue
& see the wild flowers gleaming up & down
Like sun & light—the ragworts golden crown
Mirrors like sunshine when sunbeams retire
& silver yarrow—theres the little town
& oer the meadows gleams that slender spire
Reminding me of one—& waking fond desire

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I saw a Bonny maid

From bank to bank the water roars - Like thunder in a storm
A Sea in sight of both the shores - Creating no alarm
The water birds above the flood - Fly o'er the foam and spray
And nature wears a gloomy hood - On this October day
And there I saw a bonny maid - That proved my hearts delight
All day she was a Goddess made - An angel fair at night
We loved and in each others power felt - Nothing to condemn
I was the leaf and she the flower - And both grew on one stem
I loved her lip her cheek her eye - She cheered my midnight gloom
A bonny rose neath Gods own sky - In one perrenial bloom
She lives mid pastures evergreen - And meadows ever fair
Each winter spring and summer scene - The sweetest woman there

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Thy truth

I love thee nature in my inmost heart
Go where I will thy truth seems from above
Go where I will thy landscape forms a part
Of heaven—e'en these fens where wood nor grove
Are seen—their very nakedness I love
For one dwells nigh that secret hopes prefer
Above the race of women—like the dove
I mourn her abscence—fate that would deter
My hate for all things—strengthens love for her

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Like living death

Abscence in love is worse than any fate
Summer is winters desert & the spring
Is like a ruined city desolate
Joy dies & hope retires on feeble wing
Nature sinks heedless — birds unheeded sing
‘Tis solitude in cities — crowds all move
Like living death — though all to life still cling 
The strongest bitterest thing that life can prove
Is womans undisguise of hate & love

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