The Poems of Alfred B. Street by Alfred Billings StreetThe Poems of Alfred B. Street by Alfred Billings Street

The Poems of Alfred B. Street

byAlfred Billings Street

Paperback | October 12, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1847 edition. Excerpt: ...Upon a prostrate mossy trunk At length the toil-worn hunter sunk. The insect's whirring clarion wound Up from the grass, with lulling sound, The quail's quick whistle echo'd clear From the red buckwheat-stubble near; The drowsy murmur of the bee, The bird's low twitter from the tree, His beating pulses sooth'd, till sleep Stole on his eyelids, sweet and deep. Dreams hold their empire now; In the cool stream his lip is revelling deep, Round his hot skin the balmy breezes creep, Until the clammy hair sits lightly on his brow. Now on the mountain ledge With his fleet hound, he tracks the flying deer, And now, with its loud thunders in his ear, He sends his skimming bark along the torrent's edge. More loudly swell'd the torrent's sound, It seem'd to fill the air around, And wakening with a start of fear, That deep stern roar still met his ear; Thick stifling smoke obscured his view With fiery spots fierce glaring through; Up a rock's side he sped his flight, There burst the scene upon his sight. An ocean of flame there was blazing and roaring; And whirling and surging, swift onward was pouring; The forest was rocking and plunging below In a gulf, which each fall made more fiercely to glow; The tallest trees melted away like a breath As those waves circled on, full of horror and death; And the ground seem'd to crumble, while high over all Dense, black, and gigantic, smoke hung like a pall. As onward this cataract awful career'd, The scene to the terrified hunter appear'd Like a Demon aroused, inarching on in his ire, With trumpet of thunder and banner of fire. An instant gazed the hunter there, The instant whelm'd in deep despair. Then bounding, he flew on his footstep of wind From the flames, that more fiercely come rolling behind. Red gleams...
Title:The Poems of Alfred B. StreetFormat:PaperbackDimensions:86 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.18 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217305156

ISBN - 13:9780217305150