Shadows

From HarperVs TVlifii I sce thn long wild brlers Wavlng in the wind like flrëi, Sec the green skirts Of the nmples Barred willi scai'let and witll fjold, See thcsun-flowiT, heft TV licarted, Shudows tlicn from days departed Come and with their teader tremblet Wrup my bosom, fold on fold. I can hcar sweet invitutions Throogh the eobblng, sad vlbrntions Of the wlnds that follovv, fbllow, As from sol f J seak to ily - Come op bitter! come tip bJtberi Lea ve the roagb and ralny vvoather! Cume up where the royal roses Isever lade and never die ! 'Twas wlii'n May waa bTngblng, blooming, Brown hees, bluebirds, alnging, liuiiiming, That we built and walled onr ehamber With the ernerald of the leavés; Made onr bed of yellow moeges, Soft. as tho' ot' silken flosses, Dreamed dreama in dewy brlghtness, Radiaüt like moma nud eves. And it tas wlien woods were glcaming, And when clouds were wildly Btreamlng Gray and nmber, white and amber, Streainiii}; in the nortli wind's breatb, That my little rose moutlicd blossom Feil and faded on my bosom, Cankered by the comin; coldness, Blighted by the frosls of death, Thercfore wlicn I see the shadows Drifting in across the meadows, Set the troops of snmmer wild birds Flying from us, cloud on cloud, Memory with thut May-time lingers, And I seem to feel the fingen Oí my lost and lovely darlinjr Wrap my heart up in her shroud.