126. What Of The Day A SOUND of tumult troubles all the air,
Like the low thunders of a sultry sky
Far-rolling ere the downright lightnings glare;
127. The Branded Hand WELCOME home again, brave seaman! with thy thoughtful brow and gray,
And the old heroic spirit of our earlier, better day;
With that front of calm endurance, on whose steady nerve in vain
137. My Dream In my dream, methought I trod,
Yesternight, a mountain road;
Narrow as Al Sirat's span,
138. Ego WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF A FRIEND.
On page of thine I cannot trace
139. After Election THE day's sharp strife is ended now,
Our work is done, God knoweth how!
As on the thronged, unrestful town
140. June On The Merrimac O dwellers in the stately towns,
What come ye out to see?
This common earth, this common sky,
141. The Swan Song Of Parson Avery When the reaper's task was ended, and the summer wearing late,
Parson Avery sailed from Newbury, with his wife and children eight,
Dropping down the river-harbor in the shallop 'Watch and Wait.'
142. The Vaudois Teacher 'O Lady fair, these silks of mine
are beautiful and rare,-
The richest web of the Indian loom, which beauty's
143. In Quest Have I not voyaged, friend beloved, with thee
On the great waters of the unsounded sea,
Momently listening with suspended oar
144. The Lakeside The shadows round the inland sea
Are deepening into night;
Slow up the slopes of Ossipee
145. The Fishermen HURRAH! the seaward breezes
Sweep down the bay amain;
Heave up, my lads, the anchor!
146. James Russell Lowell From purest wells of English undefiled
None deeper drank than he, the New World's child,
Who in the language of their farm-fields spoke