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Title: Drifting
Author: Read, T. Buchanan
Language: English
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DRIFTING
By T. Buchanan Read.
Illustrated
From Designs By Miss L. B. Humphrey
Philadelphia:
J. B. Lippincott & Co.
1881.
DRIFTING.
[Illustration: 0019]
|MY soul to-day
Is far away
Sailing the Vesuvian Bay;
My wingéd boat,
A bird afloat,
Swims round the purple peaks remote:--
|ROUND purple peaks
It sails, and seeks
Blue inlets and their crystal creeks,
Where high rocks throw,
Through deeps below,
A duplicated golden glow.
[Illustration: 0023]
[Illustration: 0025]
|FAR, vague, and dim,
The mountains swim;
While on Vesuvius' misty brim,
With outstretched hands,
The gray smoke stands
O'erlooking the volcanic lands.
|IN lofty lines,
'Mid palms and pines,
And olives, aloes, elms, and vines,
Sorrento swings
On sunset wings,
Where Tasso's spirit soars and sings.
[Illustration: 0029]
[Illustration: 0031]
|I HEED not, if
My rippling skiff
Float swift or slow from cliff to
cliff;--
With dreamful eyes
My spirit lies
Under the walls of Paradise.
Under the walls
Where swells and falls
The Bay's deep breast at intervals.
[Illustration: 0033]
At peace I lie,
Blown softly by,
A cloud upon this liquid sky.
The day, so mild,
Is Heaven's own child,
With Earth and Ocean reconciled;--
The airs I feel
Around me steal
Are murmuring to the murmuring keel.
|OVER the rail
My hand I trail
Within the shadow of the sail,
A joy intense,
The cooling sense
Glides down my drowsy indolence.
[Illustration: 0037]
[Illustration: 0039]
[Illustration: 0041]
|THE fisher's child,
With tresses wild,
Unto the smooth, bright sand beguiled,
With glowing lips
Sings as she skips,
Or gazes at the far-off ships.
[Illustration: 0045]
[Illustration: 0047]
[Illustration: 0049]
[Illustration: 0051]
|HAPPY ship,
To rise and dip,
With the blue crystal at your lip!
O happy crew,
My heart with you
anew!
|NO more, no more
The worldly shore
Upbraids me with its loud uproar
With dreamful eyes
My spirit lies
Under the walls of Paradise!
[Illustration: 0055]
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