Rakings Over Many Seasons Author:Richard Trott Fisher General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1876 Original Publisher: Basil M. Pickering 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 ... more »can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: XII. A Ml ALMA. TU, che vai per questo mondo folto I miei affetti teco strascinando, Sicché sto nel pensier ti seguitando, Quasi tutf altro ben ne fosse tolto : Non so se sano io son, od io son stolto, Ma ben lo so -- che, sempre a ti pensando, Siccome veramente vagheggiando Odo la voce tua, e vedo il volto. Che dunque cerco più ? la voce udire -- Guardare di Mialma il dolce riso ! -- Che pur bramar di più potrebbe un Dio ? Povero mi ! che Dio non son fatto io ; Ver, -- son da ciel quella voce e quel viso ; Ma di terra io -- ed anche il mio desire. Aprii, 1837. XIII. IN a fair garden once a myrtle grew, Which from a tender sprig was train'd and nursed By an old man, who shelter'd that the first Of all his nurselings when the cold winds blew. Hard by a graceless ivy rooted too; And up the myrtle dared to creep anon : But, when the old man came, he pluck'd it down. And to the earth its shatter'd tendrils threw, Long time it lay and sorrowM in the dust; But its young shoots still sprouted green and strong, Till the old man wax'd feeble o'er his trust, And never came as wont the winter long. Twas then the ivy stretch'd a mantling arm, And clasp'd that myrtle round, and shelter'd it from harm. XIV. THE year, which, when our troth was plighted fast, Was future yet, and like our happiness, Lived but in hope, -- that year o'ercome by this Is link'd to Time and number'd with the past. Oh, how it linger'd idly ! till at last The gay Spring smiled upon our hallow'd kiss, And hail'd with leaves and flowers o...« less