Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE GRAVE AT GLIMMERGLASS, by CONSTANCE FENIMORE WOOLSON


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First Line: O haunted lake, from out whose silver fountains
Last Line: And raises thee to long-enduring fame.
Subject(s): Lakes; Pools; Ponds


O haunted lake, from out whose silver fountains
The mighty Susquehanna takes its rise;
O haunted lake, among the pine-clad mountains,
Forever smiling upward to the skies, --

Thrice blest art thou in every curling wavelet,
In every floating water-lily sweet, --
From the old Lion at thy northern boundary,
To fair Mount Vision sleeping at thy feet.

A master's hand hath painted all thy beauties;
A master's mind hath peopled all thy shore
With wraiths of mighty hunters and fair maidens,
Haunting thy forest glades forevermore.

A master's heart hath gilded all thy valley
With golden splendor from a loving breast;
And in thy little churchyard, 'neath the pine-trees,
A master's body sleeps in quiet rest.

O haunted lake, guard well thy sacred story,
Guard well the memory of that honored name!
Guard well the grave that gave thee all thy glory
And raises thee to long-enduring fame.





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