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Reminiscences of William Wetmore Story, American Author and Sculptor, Being Incidents and Anecdotes Chronologically Arranged Together with An Account of his Associations with Famous People and His Principal Works in Literature and Sculpture

CHICAGO AND NEW YORK: RAND, MCNALLY & COMPANY.


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MARRIAGE OF MR. STORY'S SON, ETC. 231

I dreamed I was with my Antony And in his arms I lay;

Ah, me! the vision has vanished—The music has died away.

Ah, me! this lifeless nature

Oppresses my heart and brain! Oh! for a storm and thunder,

For lightning, and wild, fierce rain!

Fling down that lute—I hate it!

Take rather his buckler and sword,

And crash them and clash them together Till this sleeping world is stirred.

Leave me to gaze at the landscape ' Mistily stretching away,

Where the afternoon opaline tremors O'er the mountains quivering play;

I will lie and dream of the past time, Aeons of thought away,

And through the jungle of memory Loosen my fancy to play;

When, a smooth and velvety tiger, Ribbed with yellow and black, Supple and cushion-footed

I wandered where never the track Of a human creature had rustled, The silence of mighty woods And fierce in a tyrannous freedom I knew but the law of my moods.

Come to my arms, my hero,

The shadows of twilight grow,



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