Charles Gamage Eastman

  • Scene in a Vermont Winter
    ’T IS a fearful night in the winter time,
      As cold as it ever can be;
    The roar of the blast is heard like the chimes
      Of the waves on an angry sea.
    The moon is full; but her silver light
    The storm dashes out with its...

  • The Farmer sat in his easy-chair,
      Smoking his pipe of clay,
    While his hale old wife, with busy care,
      Was clearing the dinner away;
    A sweet little girl, with fine blue eyes,
    On her grandfather’s knee was catching flies.

    The old man laid his...

  • Softly!
      she is lying
        With her lips apart;
    Softly!
      She is dying
        Of a broken heart.

    Whisper!
      Life is growing
        Dim within her breast;
    Whisper!
      She is going
        To her final rest.

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