THE quiet of the evening hour Was laid on every summer leaf; That purple shade was on each flower, At once so beautiful, so brief, Only the aspen knew not rest, But still, with an unquiet song, Kept murmuring to the gentle west, And cast a changeful shade along.
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Now but a shade
ahead on my life's course will languish.
Behind is laid
my now abandoned way of anguish.Behind me lies
the spring beneath its cruel icing.
It life supplies –
to summer verses' door enticing.It's taken me,
this chilling hand that yet I cherish.
And now I see
in summer's heart that I must perish.
Saima Harmaja
Awakening hope has named the name
Of love, or blown its spark to flame.
Restlessness, but as the winds range
From leaf to leaf, from flower to flower;
Changefulness, but as rainbows change,
From colour'd sky to sunlit hour.
Ay, well indeed may minstrel sing,-
What have the heart and year like spring?
Letitia Elizabeth Landon
