John Gardiner Calkins Brainard

(1796-1828 / the United States)

Poems of John Gardiner Calkins Brainard

Epithalamium

I saw two clouds at morning,
Tinged with the rising sun;
And in the dawn they floated on,
And mingled into one:
I thought that morning cloud was blest,
It moved so sweetly to the west.

I saw two summer currents,
Flow smoothly to their meeting,

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