Joel Benton Poems

HIS cherished woods are mute. The stream glides down
The hill as when I knew it years ago;
The dark, pine arbor with its priestly gown
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Sea-like in billowy distance, far away
The half-broke prairies stretch on every hand;
How wide the circuit of their summer day-
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Bring cypress, rosemary and rue
For him who kept his rudder true;
Who held to right the people's will,
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Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite
All are on their rounds to-night,-
In the wan moon's silver ray
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A BALL of fire shoots through the tamarack
In scarlet splendor, on voluptuous wings;
Delirious joy the pyrotechnist brings,
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