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Title: Poems of life in the country and by the sea
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Brown, Benjamin Francis, 1845-
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Publisher: Columbus, Ohio : (s.n.)
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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aking gently in milky foam.Then returning, again to come;Constant never.Coqueting ever.Trimming with lace the curving shore,With silver fringing it oer and oer:Thus did the waves, one summer night,While we watched them play in the mellow ligiit The moon looked down on an opal sea,WHiich softly sang a lullaby;Born of the spirit of sad unrest,Flashing the diamonds on its breast. O, never a fairer sight was seenThan met our gaze that summer een;The long white reachOf the sandy beach,Bathed in a marvelous pearly light,Beckoned us on through the beauteous night;It seemed like a walk on the Heavenly shore.By the boundless sea of the Evermore Twas a night to live in memory. Just the fairest picture there, To calm the troubled spirit. Like the breath of an angels prayer. A haze, like the rainbows shadow,Crept down the arched sky.Weaving with warp of moonlight A royal canopy,Whose folds were pinned with starlights,Whose beauty draped the sea,And all the realm of natureWas one grand harmony. 74
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The moon looked down on an opal sea.On Massachusetts Coast POEMS FROM LIFES EXPERIENCE A TRIP TO CHILDHOOD Could we roll back the curtain that covers the past,Could we clear from lifes shore the sands of time, We would see the blue skies with no clouds overcast,And hear the joy-bells of our childhood chime. Then the path will seem brighter as farther we go.While we enter the region of joys overflow, And the schoolmates we loved will seemingly sayCome nearer and nearer, come join in our play. There are sweet little faces, the boys and the girls.Bareheaded they frolic, child-nature unfurls; Their shouting and laughing brings the times as of old;Weve reached the ioy-harbor, were back in the fold. Tis our childhood again—then the curtain drops downAnd the waves of the past recede from the shore; The pathway now leads from the cross to the crownIn the Beautiful Land of the Evermore. 76 POEMS FROM LIFES EXPERIENCE A SongRINGING OF THE CHIME:S Chimes were sweetly ringing. Ringing one summe

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