A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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".Ah, ab I old worn~ut soldier, is it you 1"
Tbroagb the room ranged the imprieon'd b umble bee,
And bOmb'<l,.and bounced, aad at.ruggled to. be fr11e;
D.ubiog against the panes with sullen roar,
That threw their diamond sunlight on the floor;
That iioor. clean sandec) 1 where my f&ncy atrty:d
O'er undulating wnves the br·oom hnd .ml\do;
Reminding me of those of liideona forma
That met us 111 we pass! the Cl\pa of Storms,
Wbanl hi:;h aud loud tuay br~k, aud pe~ uoruea never~
They roll and foam, nnd roll 11-nd fo:1m for ever.
But-here Will p~ce, thAt peace which bome.11M! yield;
The graasl1opper, ~be putridge in the 6e\d 1
And t icking clock, were all.at oooe become
The 11vbatituto for clarion, fife, and drum.
While thus I mUlled, still ga.zil~g, guiog atiU
On beda of moas.t.bat spread the window!eiU,
' l 'deem'd no moa my eyes had ner Men
Had 'been ao lovely, brilli:mt, fresh,. and grMD,
A nd g,u818'd aome ~ofat~t.haod h.d pli\OIId it..t.han,
Aud prized i'a hue, so .ex~iaito, ao-nre.
Feelings on ft~elings mingling, doubll•tg roae;
My heart felt every \bing but c:Um. repoee;
I couiJ not reckon minntee, houra,.oor•y41111r11,
But rQBI! ~~ot once, a.nd bunted iltto t.ean;
ThllD, like a fuol, confused, sat down again,
ADd thought upon the paat with shame and pain;
I raved at war and all 1ta horrid eost,
ADd glory's quagmire, where the b~ve are lost.
On carnage, fire, and p)n.nder, long I muaed,
And cursed the murdering weaporu1 Iliad uaed,
Two ahadowe then I saw, two voloeB beard,
One beepoke age, and ()ue a child's appear'd.
I n atepp'd my f~ther with convnlaive atart,
And in a n instant cla.ap'd me to bia heart.
Cloee by hiUI stood a llttle blue-eyed m~id;
A..lld et-ooping t-o the child, the otd mill &Did-
" Come h1tller, Nancy, kiBB me once again;
This iB your uncle Charles, oom&·home ft•om' Sp!Mn."
The chihl approach'd, ood ·with ·her fiugera light,
Stroked my old eyes, ·alruoet deprived of a.ig.kt. '
But why tbWI spin my We-thua tediou& be I
Happy old eoldier I what.la. tb~ world to me 1
BLOOXJULD.

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