74 Bird Day Book 



TO A PIPE, I 

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PARENT of Fancy and its lovely dream ! 

 Brother of Solace and close-clinging Hope; 

 You shall be near me when I vainly grope, 

 Earthward along Faith's full umblemished stream ; 

 Thrice blessed Pipe — you will forever teem 

 With such delights — there is no slope, 

 So green, could ease me — when you ope 

 Lo, wide the door on Life's most sunny beam ! 

 Call me an hour for redeeming thought ; 



(Some musing hour, some undisturbed hour) 

 And do not wake me — let me quiet be, 

 With all the world of friendship in my power. 

 Then in the wavering smoke shall sorrows flee, 

 And many a face shall rise where I have sought. 



TO A PIPE, II 



Then I'll recline among enraptured scenes ! 

 A brook— a meadow — and blue skies : — 

 And all those things of shadowy emprise ; 



Such as the twilight on far-fading greens ; 



Some shape of summer that forever gleans, 

 Stillness and joy — such as entice 

 Us to dear Nature's breast. To rise 



Far — far above to deeper — deathless, means. 



Then I'll depart — and in my heart no fear ; 



Wreathed all around I will be Memory's King — 



Some wandering nomad, ever at his quest, 

 Or risen high, on an engoldened wing : 

 So shall I pierce beyond our Heaven's Rest, 

 Or melt to rain in the blue atmosphere ! 



