DIFFERENT IMPRESSIONS.

Previous

BY FREDRIKA BREMER.

I was in company
With men and women,
And heard small talk
Of little things,
Of poor pursuits
And narrow views
Of narrow minds.
I rushed out
To breathe more freely,
To look on nature.
The evening star
Rose grave and bright,
The western sky
Was warm with light,
And the young moon
Shone softly down
Among the shadows
Of the town,
Where whispering trees
And fragrant flowers
Stood hushed in silent,
Balmy bowers.
All was romance,
All loveliness,
Wrapped in a trance
Of mystic bliss.
I looked on
In bitterness,
And sighed and asked,
Why the great Lord
Made so rich beauty
For such a race
Of little men?
I was in company
With men and women,
Heard noble talk
Of noble things,
Of noble doings,
And manly suffering
And man's heart beating
For all mankind.
The evening star
Seemed now less bright,
The western sky
Of paler light,
All nature's beauty
And romance,
So lovely
To gaze upon,
Retired at once,
A shadow but to that of man!

WE-HAR-KA
C. Schuessele del. Drawn by Capt. S. Eastman. Chromolith of P. S. Duval Ph.

WE-HAR-KA.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

Clyx.com


Top of Page
Top of Page