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A SUMMER PICTURE, by                    
First Line: "from saffron to yellow, from purple to gray"
Last Line: Lies all the sweet valley. The valley of rest
Subject(s): Summer


FROM saffron to yellow, from purple to gray,
Slow fades on the mountain the beautiful day;
I sit where the roses are heavy with bloom,
And wait for the moonlight to whiten the gloom.

Far down the green valley I see through the night
The lamps of the village shine steady and bright;
But on my sweet silence there creeps not a tone
Of labor or sorrow, of pleading or moan.

Low sings the glad river along its dark way,
An echo by night of its chiming by day;
And tremulous branches lean down to the tide,
To dimple the waters that under them glide.

The night moths are flitting about in the gloom,
Their wings from the blossoms shake dainty perfume,
I know where the cups of the lilies are fair,
By the breath of their sweetness that floats on the air.

I sit in the shadow; but lo! in the west
The mountains in garments of glory are drest!
And slowly the sheen of their brightness drops down
To rest on the hills in a luminous crown.

The dew glitters clear where the shadows are green;
In ranks of white splendor the lilies are seen;
And the roses above me sway lightly to greet
Their shadowy sisters, afloat at my feet.

Low sings the glad river; its waters alight,
A pathway of silver, lead on through the night;
And fair as the glorified isles of the blest
Lies all the sweet valley, the valley of rest.





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