But those three notes revealed anew to me
Life's mystery, its breadth, its depth. its height—
And yet, I trow he heard the lark that day
And knew he sang a rude, uncultured lay.
Life's mystery, its breadth, its depth. its height—
And yet, I trow he heard the lark that day
And knew he sang a rude, uncultured lay.
THE FROZEN STREAM
The cold wind swept the fields and forest o'er
And all the little leaves came fluttering down,
The reeds and grasses turned to sombre brown
And robin's happy song was heard no more.
And all the little leaves came fluttering down,
The reeds and grasses turned to sombre brown
And robin's happy song was heard no more.
The little streamlet heard the wild wind's roar
And saw the azure sky grow dark with dread;
Then built a palace for his houseless head,
And sealed it tight and locked the crystal door.
Gay colored pebbles formed the palace floor,
And every mystic form of fairy lore
Was fashioned in that clear transparent dome.
And saw the azure sky grow dark with dread;
Then built a palace for his houseless head,
And sealed it tight and locked the crystal door.
Gay colored pebbles formed the palace floor,
And every mystic form of fairy lore
Was fashioned in that clear transparent dome.
In stormy days it felt no winds that blew,
In sunny hours the light of heaven came through
To cheer the little streamlet in its home.
In sunny hours the light of heaven came through
To cheer the little streamlet in its home.
THE FLICKER
Gay crested tenant of the deep wild woods,
Oft have I heard thee wake these solitudes
Where quiet loves to dwell, with lightning stroke,
Oft have I heard thee wake these solitudes
Where quiet loves to dwell, with lightning stroke,
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