Annie Adams Fields Poems

A VISION of a quiet place where lay
Late apple-blossoms scattered on the grass;
A carpet greener far than all the day
Our eyes had seen, alas!
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Behold, she said, a falling star!
I followed where her vision led,
And saw no meteor near or far,
So swiftly sank the lustre dead.
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HOIST the sail and bear away!
Of an island I have heard
Anchored in the star-sown deep,
Whither Love has gone astray.
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THERE is a light in darkness which the soul
Can never know until the sense hath crept
From height to height across the shadowless peaks
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Her words the hope of nations crown,
And stir brave boyhood with their leaven,
Her patriot fire
Wakes noble ire,
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SOUNDING above the warring of the years,
Over their stretch of toil and pain and fears,
Comes the well-loved refrain,
The ancient voice again.
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ONLY the dusty common road,
The glaring weary heat;
Only a man with a soldier's load,
And the sound of tired feet
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Beloved, on the shore of this gray world
Thy little bird, the sandpiper, and I
Now stand alone;
And when mine eye
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RING the bells, nor ring them slowly;
Toll them not, -- the day is holy!
Golden-flooded noon is poured
In grand libation to the Lord.
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UPON the noontide's perfect blue
There sleeps a perfect cloud;
The lily's faultless form is hid
Within her leafy shroud.
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