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Thomas Buchanan Read

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Thomas Buchanan Read

Thomas Buchanan Read (March 12, 1822 – May 11, 1872), American poet, was a portrait-painter, and lived much abroad. He wrote a prose romance, The Pilgrims of the Great St. Bernard, and several books of poetry, including The New Pastoral, The House by the Sea, Sylvia, and A Summer Story.

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Poems (1847)

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Boston: William D. Ticknor & Co.
  • O Night! most beautiful and rare!
    Thou givest the heavens their holiest hue,
    And through the azure fields of air
    Bringest down the gentle dew.
    • A Hymn to the Night
    • Variants: 'givest' for 'giv'st', Bring'st for 'Bringest'

Poems (1853)

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Philadelphia: A. Hart, late Carey and Hart
  • Within the sober realm of leafless trees,
    The russet year inhaled the dreamy air;
    Like some tanned reaper, in his hour of ease,
    When all the fields are lying brown and bare.
    • The Closing Scene, st. 1

The New Pastoral (1855)

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Philadelphia: Parry & McMillan, successors to A. Hart
  • We bring roses, beautiful fresh roses,
    Dewy as the morning and colored like the dawn.
    • Bk. vii (p. 71)

Poems (1866)

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Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott & Co.
  • My soul to-day
    Is far away
    Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.
    • Drifting
  • With dreamful eyes
    My spirit lies
    Under the walls of Paradise.
    • Drifting
  • Yon deep bark goes
    Where Traffic blows
    From lands of sun to lands of snows;—
    Yon happier one,
    Its course is run
    From lands of snow to lands of sun.
    • Drifting

A Summer Story, Sheridan's Ride, and Other Poems (1865)

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Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott & Co.
  • The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar,
    Telling the battle was on once more,
    And Sheridan twenty miles away.
    • Sheridan’s Ride
    • Variant: 'terrible rumble, grumble and roar'
  • I hate the sin, but I love the sinner.
    • What a Word May Do
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