Publisher's Synopsis
Excerpt from Poems
Retrospection
Twas early very early, dear -
Before the sleepy morn
Had more than stirred the fringed lids
Her dreamy eyes had worn -
When, lo! from out the stilly dark,
So clear and sweet and free,
I heard a birdling's gladsome song
Come speeding in to me.
And in that early misty morn,
With the bird-song trilling sweet,
My thoughts went straying, sweetheart mine,
To Memory's retreat.
And though it was an Autumn morn,
And frost was in the air,
To me it was the glad Springtime,
With blossoms everywhere.
The orchard trees showered petals white;
And in the meadows fair,
The buttercups were glowing, dear.
The soft seductive air
Brought scent of lilacs' fragrant bloom;
And by meand'ring streams,
Blue violets hid coquettishly
'Way from the sun's bold beams.
'Twas May again and you and I
Were starting out together,
Our thoughts in harmony, our hearts
Bound with Love's mystic tether.
Carefree we strolled in beauteous paths,
No thought of weal or sorrow;
But the bird-song ceased and I found myself
Alone in a grey to-morrow.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.