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Poem August 9, 1879

The Ottawa Free Trader

Ottawa, La Salle County County, Illinois

What is this article about?

A lyrical poem by J. W. Browne depicting serene midsummer life in a cottage, where the speaker ignores worldly concerns, savors natural beauties like breezes and sunsets, and fondly recalls youthful flirtations with girls named Ruth, Susie, and Nancy.

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MIDSUMMER FANCIES.
BY J. W. BROWNE.

I.
What care I now for the wide rough world.
Its failures, successes, its strife?
Undisturbed I sit in my cottage,
The happiest body in life.

II.
My dog keeps ward at the gateway,
The birds make love in the trees;
My O'Neil, under vine and fig-tree,
Falls asleep mid murmur of bees.

III.
The south blows a breath through the lattice,
With perfumed odors o'erladen,
And kissing my cheek, O delicious!
Like passionate kiss of a maiden-

IV.
The kiss of a maiden on tip-toe,
And no tell-tale star in the skies;
Deep love o'erflowing her true heart
Through love-lighted, deep, lustrous eyes,

V.
Mid the gold-flecked glory of sunset,
Dim visions of boyhood in dreams,
With witch-woven, whimsical love-knots
Like indistinct mists from the streams.

VI.
Come over long years intervening
Awaking the past, in fancy
I romp with, I play with, I flirt with
My Ruth, my Susie, my Nancy.

VII.
So what care I for the wide, rough world.
Its failures, successes, its strife?
Undisturbed I sit in my cottage,
The happiest body in life.

City of Earlville, Ill.

What sub-type of article is it?

Pastoral Ode

What themes does it cover?

Nature Seasons Love Courtship

What keywords are associated?

Midsummer Fancies Cottage Contentment Boyhood Romance Nature Idyll Past Loves

What entities or persons were involved?

By J. W. Browne.

Poem Details

Title

Midsummer Fancies.

Author

By J. W. Browne.

Subject

Midsummer Daydreams Of Contentment And Past Loves

Form / Style

Rhymed Stanzas

Key Lines

What Care I Now For The Wide Rough World. Its Failures, Successes, Its Strife? Undisturbed I Sit In My Cottage, The Happiest Body In Life. The Kiss Of A Maiden On Tip Toe, And No Tell Tale Star In The Skies; Deep Love O'erflowing Her True Heart Through Love Lighted, Deep, Lustrous Eyes,

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