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Poem
July 24, 1854
Grant County Herald
Lancaster, Grant County, Wisconsin
What is this article about?
Lyrical ode to the serene beauty of twilight on the western prairies, praising nature's charm, rustic freedom, and starry skies, evoking peace and divine presence. Dated Grant Co., 1854.
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Prairie Echoes.
BY WILD-BIRD.
Softly come the twilight hours
As the day's fond smiles decline,
Lighting blue, aerial bowers;
Evening's conscious tapers shine
With a soft and hallowed light.
Gently flow the silvered rills,
Tween the verdant, sloping hills
Oh, how beautiful is night!
Now the wild-winds tune their harps
On whose trembling, airy chords
Light and gentle fingers glide;
Lowly breathed, sweet spirit-words
Chanted in a gentle swell,
Floating o'er the vernal plains,
When the holy music wanes
Echoed by the distant dell.
Brightly rests the diamond dew
On this green and flowing sea
That, rolling to the starry west
Is lost in woodland majesty.
Bending gently from on high
Gemed in every azure fold
With the restless orbs of gold,
Droops the starry canopy.
O we're rustics, young and wild,
And our hearts are large and warm,
Pride and Fashion come not here
Blighting Nature's holy charm.
'Mong the violets and roses
Let us wander wide and free
O'er this fair immensity,
As the hymn of even closes,
And golden stars shed smiles of rest
O'er the Prairies of the West!
If angel-hopes on earth appear
Then may mortals find them here.
Grant Co., 1854
BY WILD-BIRD.
Softly come the twilight hours
As the day's fond smiles decline,
Lighting blue, aerial bowers;
Evening's conscious tapers shine
With a soft and hallowed light.
Gently flow the silvered rills,
Tween the verdant, sloping hills
Oh, how beautiful is night!
Now the wild-winds tune their harps
On whose trembling, airy chords
Light and gentle fingers glide;
Lowly breathed, sweet spirit-words
Chanted in a gentle swell,
Floating o'er the vernal plains,
When the holy music wanes
Echoed by the distant dell.
Brightly rests the diamond dew
On this green and flowing sea
That, rolling to the starry west
Is lost in woodland majesty.
Bending gently from on high
Gemed in every azure fold
With the restless orbs of gold,
Droops the starry canopy.
O we're rustics, young and wild,
And our hearts are large and warm,
Pride and Fashion come not here
Blighting Nature's holy charm.
'Mong the violets and roses
Let us wander wide and free
O'er this fair immensity,
As the hymn of even closes,
And golden stars shed smiles of rest
O'er the Prairies of the West!
If angel-hopes on earth appear
Then may mortals find them here.
Grant Co., 1854
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
Pastoral
What themes does it cover?
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Prairie Echoes
Twilight Hours
Western Prairies
Rustic Life
Starry Canopy
Diamond Dew
Vernal Plains
Holy Charm
Angel Hopes
Grant County 1854
What entities or persons were involved?
By Wild Bird.
Poem Details
Title
Prairie Echoes.
Author
By Wild Bird.
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas
Key Lines
Oh, How Beautiful Is Night!
O We're Rustics, Young And Wild,
And Our Hearts Are Large And Warm,
Pride And Fashion Come Not Here
Blighting Nature's Holy Charm.
If Angel Hopes On Earth Appear
Then May Mortals Find Them Here.