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ALONG THE WISSAHICKON, by                    
First Line: The red and gold and silver haze
Last Line: Along the wissahickon.
Alternate Author Name(s): Daly, T. A.
Subject(s): Courtship


THE red and gold and silver haze
Of early Indian summer days
Along the Wissahickon!
Dan Cupid, could there ever be
A likelier place on land or sea
Wherein to plan your Arcady
And let your love plots thicken?
There earliest stirred the feet of spring,
There summer dreamed on drowsy wing!
And autumn's glories longest cling
Along the Wissahickon.

On winter nights ghost-music plays
(The bells of long-forgotten sleighs)
Along the Wissahickon,
And many a silver-headed wight
Who drove that pleasant road by night
Sighs now for his old appetite
For waffles hot and chicken.
And grandmas now, who then were belles!
How many a placid bosom swells
At thought of love's old charms and spells
Along the Wissahickon.

You, Gloriana, you who know
The word, low spoken long ago,
Along the Wissahickon,
The word that was the golden key
To ope the gates of Arcady
For one man. Come! and walk with me
Where sweetest memories quicken,
That once again the charms that brood
Through all the sylvan solitude
May bless the wooer and the wooed --
Along the Wissahickon.





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