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Thomas Buchanan Read (1822 – 1872)

American poet, was a portrait-painter, and lived much abroad.
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Thomas Buchanan Read
Within the sober realm of leafless trees,
The russet year inhaled the dreamy air;
Like some tanned reaper, in his hour of ease,
When all the fields are lying brown and bare.
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With dreamful eyes
My spirit lies
Under the walls of Paradise.
The terrible rumble, grumble and roar
Telling the battle was on once more—
And Sheridan twenty miles away!

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We bring roses, beautiful fresh roses,
Dewy as the morning and colored like the dawn.
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Yon deep bark goes
Where Traffic blows
From lands of sun to lands of snows;—
Yon happier one,
Its course is run
From lands of snow to lands of sun.
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My soul to-day
Is far away
Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.
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O Night! most beautiful and rare!
Thou givest the heavens their holiest hue,
And through the azure fields of air
Bring’st down the gentle dew.
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