Poems Ed by W Irving Author:William Cullen Bryant General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1832 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: THE MURDERED TRAVELLER. When Spring to woods and wastes around Brought bloom and joy again, The murdered traveller's bones were found Far down a narrow glen. The fragrant birch above him hung Her tassels in the sky, And many a vernal blossom sprung And nodded careless by. The red-bird warbled, as he wrought His hanging nest o'erhead, And fearless, near the fatal spot Her young the partridge led. But there was weeping far away ; And gentle eyes, for him, With watching many an anxious day, Were sorrowful and dim. THE MURDERED TRAVELLER. 66 They little knew, who loved him so, The fearful death he met, When shouting o'er the desert snow, Unarmed, and hard beset; Nor how, when round the frosty pole The northern dawn was red, The mountain-wolf and wild cat stole To banquet on the dead ; Nor how, when strangers found his bones, They dressed the hasty bier, And marked the grave with nameless stones, Unmoistened by a tear. But long they looked, and feared, and wept, Within his distant home; And dreamed, and started as they slept, For joy that he was come. So long they looked -- but never spied His welcome step again, Nor knew the fearful death he died Far down that narrow glen. SONG OF THE GREEK AMAZON. I Buckle to my slender side The pistol and the cimeter, And in my maiden flower and pride Am come to share the tasks of war. And yonder stands my fiery steed, That paws the ground and neighs to go, My charger of the Arab breed, -- I took him from the routed foe. My mirror is the mountain spring, At which I dress my ruffled hair; My dimmed and dusty a...« less