Sonnets. Part I, XVIII

Sonnets. Part I, XVIII


Original Text

"Sonnets. Part I, XVIII." Poems (Boston: Ticknor and Fields, 1864): 216. Internet Archive

1And Change, with hurried hand, has swept these scenes:
2The woods have fallen; across the meadow-lot
3The hunter's trail and trap-path is forgot;
4And fire has drunk the swamps of evergreens!
5Yet for a moment let my fancy plant
6These autumn hills again, -- the wild dove's haunt,
7The wild deer's walk. In golden umbrage shut,
9Here, but a lifetime back, where falls to-night
10Behind the curtained pane a sheltered light
11On buds of rose, or vase of violet
12Aloft upon the marble mantel set, --
13Here, in the forest-heart, hung blackening
14The wolf-bait on the bush beside the spring.


8] Quonecktacut: the Connecticut river. Back to Line
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