The Poets and Poetry of Wyoming Valley

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John Steven McGroarty
R. Lambert, printers, 1886 - 118 psl.

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26 psl. - And the searching night wind found us, But he drew me nearer and softly said — (How the pure, sweet wind grew still, instead, To listen to all that my lover said; Oh, the whispering wind around us !) I am sure he knew when he held me fast, That I must be all unwilling; For I tried to go, and I would have passed, As the night was come with its dew, at last, And the sky with its stars was filling. But he clasped me close when I would have fled, And he made me hear this story, And his soul came out...
25 psl. - In the tall wet grass, with its wet perfume. And I tried to pass, but he made no room; Oh, I tried, but he would not let me. So I stood and blushed till the grass grew red. With my face bent down above it. While he took my hand, as he whispering said — How the clover lifted each pink sweet head To listen to all that my lover said.
27 psl. - And he made me hear his story, And his soul came out from his lips and said — (How the stars crept out where the white moon led, To listen to all that my lover said; Oh, the moon and the stars in glory!) I know that the grass and the leaves will not tell, And I'm sure that the wind, precious rover, Will carry my secret so safely and well That no being shall ever discover One word of the many that rapidly fell From the soul-speaking lips of my lover; And the moon and the stars that looked over Shall...
10 psl. - tis the land where, rude and wild, She played her gambols when a child. And deep and wide her streams, that flow Impetuous to the tide ; And thick and green her laurels grow, On every river's side.
28 psl. - In the light of the moon, by the side of the water, Stand two in the shadow of whispering trees, And one loves my daughter, my beautiful daughter, My womanly daughter Louise. She steps to the boat with a touch of his fingers, And out on the diamonded pathway they move; The shallop is lost in the distance, it lingers, It waits, but I know that its coming will prove That it went to the walls of the wonderful city, The magical City of Love.
2 psl. - One hundred whites in painted hue, Whom Butler there did lead, Supported by a barbarous crew, Of the fierce savage breed : The last of June the siege began, And several days it held ; While many a brave and valiant man, Lay slaughtered on the field. Our troops...
8 psl. - Lo ! he fought so brave at Erie, Freely bled and nobly dared; Let his courage plead for mercy, Let his precious life be spared. See him march and bear his fetters ; Hark!
27 psl. - As the night was come with its dew, at last, And the sky with its stars was filling. But he clasped me close when I would have fled, And he made me hear his story, And his soul came out from his lips and said — (How the stars crept out where the white moon led, To listen to all that my lover said; Oh, the moon and the stars in glory!) I know that the grass and the leaves will not tell, And I'm sure that the wind, precious rover, Will carry...
7 psl. - Though his messmates fall around him ; Nothing can his soul affright. But behold, a ball has struck him ! See the crimson current flow ! " Leave the deck ;" exclaimed brave Perry ; "No,
26 psl. - While he took my hand as he whispering said — (How the clover lifted each pink, sweet head, To listen to all that my lover said: Oh, the clover in bloom, I love it!) In the high, wet grass went the path to hide, And the low, wet leaves hung over; But I could not pass upon either side, For I found myself, when I vainly tried, In the arms of my steadfast lover. And he...

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