Love songs and bugle calls by Virginia Frazer BoyleLove songs and bugle calls by Virginia Frazer Boyle

Love songs and bugle calls

byVirginia Frazer Boyle

Paperback | February 9, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1906 Excerpt: ... And the breezes, full and drunken With the wine of autumn, bear A cadence on the river Like the prelude of a prayer: "Gwine home,--gwine home, Gwine home ter die no mo'!" Pulsing down the mellow silence Beats the echo deep and low: "Gwine home ter libe fur ebber, Gwine home ter die no mo'!" Fades the day upon the borders That her rosy lips have pressed; Then a darkness shrouds the river, With an opal in his breast. BEFORE THE AFTERGLOW COME clouds that rift upon an opal drift, Come shades that shimmer through the purpling haze; Come lights that sift upon the sands, and shift To lengthen out the span of perfect days. The stillness floats upon the idle boats, Wrapped in their doubles on the harbor's breast. Flitting like motes, afar, with mellow notes, The mocking-birds pour out a song of rest. Adown the stream the feeding seabirds scream, The white gull, home bound, floats with silvered wing; All shadows seem the dim gates of a dream, All echoes, some soft wordless song to sing. Across the tide the deepened channels glide Like silver threads between the dun, brown bars, Beyond whose side, by sweeping passes, hide The liquid mirrors of the first white stars. Upon the shore, with slow tread o'er and o'er, The blue night-herons lone their vigils keep; And shrill and sore, complaining more and more, The whippoorwills grieve fledglings in their sleep. The long light shakes upon the track it makes, A rosy seal upon a white sail furled, That, burning, wakes in sky and opal lakes, Like watchfires gleaming from a stranger world. All gold and red, the fleckless day is dead, Kissed by the vagrant sweets that come and go; The gull has fled, and Nature droops her head, Lapped in the languor of the afterglow. THE PASSING BROKEN, like a shaft of moonlight, Falling, falling...
Title:Love songs and bugle callsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:42 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.09 inPublished:February 9, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217508324

ISBN - 13:9780217508322