Albery Allson Whitman Poems

When Science, trembling in the lengthened shade
Of monster superstitions, and menaced
By raving Bigotry, a dream embraced
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Heard ye of 'Old Abe,' the war eagle who went
From his home by the Lakes to the far sunny coasts,
To share the brave fortunes of that regiment
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The laughter of sleigh bells was heard on the lips of the snow storm
All day long, and passers were scarcely seen thro' the falling flakes
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When first the young year inhales the sweetened air,
And painted landscapes kiss her tender feet,
The constant throat of music everywhere
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The poet hath a realm within, and throne,
And in his own soul singeth his lament.
A comer often in the world unknown -
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The trump of fame is but the thunder's tone
Borne off forever, dying on the wind.
The glorious summits of the ages gone,
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On Tampa's hights gray rose the battlements:
A summer's day had gone out in the west;
The conflagration in the elements
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Gazing upon the toiling seas,
In gloomy rows the silent captives sate;
And as the ship rode off before the breeze,
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Fair Saville! earliest village of the wood,
To break the reign of ancient soltitude,
Where erst the dusky tennants of the shade,
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To town one day rode Solon Stiles,
O'er weary roads and rocky miles,
And thro' long lanes, whose dusty breath,
Did nearly smother him to death;
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