New Monthly Magazine.
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THE VOICE OF NATURE.
I heard a bird on the linden tree,
From which November leaves
were falling,
Sweet were its notes, and wild their tone;
And pensive there as I paused alone,
They spake with a mystical voice to me,
The sunlight of vanish’d
years recalling
From out the mazy past.
I turned to the cloud-bedappled sky,
To bare-shorn field and gleaming
water;
To frost-night herbage, and perishing
flower;
While the Robin haunted the yellow bower;
With his faery plumage and jet-black eye,
Like an unlaid ghost some
scene of slaughter:
All mournful was the sight.
Then I thought of seasons, when, long
ago,
Ere Hope’s clear sky
was dimm’d by sorrow,
How bright seem’d the flowers, and
the trees how green,
How lengthen’d the blue summer days
had been;
And what pure delight the young spirit’s
glow,
From the bosom of earth and
air, could borrow
Out of all lovely things.
Then my heart leapt to days, when, a careless
boy,
’Mid scenes of ambrosial
Autumn roaming,
The diamond gem of the Evening Star,
Twinkling amid the pure South afar,
Was gazed on with gushes of holy joy,
As the cherub spirit that
ruled the gloaming
With glittering, golden eye.
And oh! with what rapture of silent bliss.
With what breathless deep
devotion,
Have I watch’d, like spectre from
swathing shroud,
The white moon peer o’er the shadowy
cloud,
Illumine the mantled Earth, and kiss
The meekly murmuring lips
of Ocean,
As a mother doth her child.
But now I can feel how Time hath changed
My thoughts within, the prospect
round us—
How boyish companions have thinn’d
away;
How the sun hath grown cloudier, ray by
ray;
How loved scenes of childhood are now
estranged;
And the chilling tempests
of Care have bound us
Within their icy folds.
’Tis no vain dream of moody mind,
That lists a dirge i’
the blackbird’s singing;
That in gusts hears Nature’s own
voice complain,
And beholds her tears in the gushing rain;
When low clouds congregate blank and blind,
And Winter’s snow-muffled
arms are clinging
Round Autumn’s faded urn.
DELTA.
Blackwood’s Magazine.
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