Bar Harbor Days (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Bar Harbor Days What is yon relic? Ah, well may you ask it! Amid the medley on my mantel-shelf, A gray-green sheaf thrust in an Indian basket, Watched by a pair of dragons in old Delft - That one poor handful of Mount Desert grasses - Enshrines a charm all other charms surpasses! Just as, within some queer-shaped Turkish vial, Attar of roses hoards its essence rare, And, when one idly gives the scent a trial, Blest Araby escapes upon the air - So, these frail tokens of a season vanished Call back, to live again, dear scenes long banished! Last night - when sleet was dashing on my casement, And through forsaken streets the wild winds raved, As if to mock the once pure snows abasement - Within my lamp-lit room there rose, and braved With sweet appeal old winters frosty greeting, A balm that witched me with its soft entreating. Lack came the visions I would fain remember. Waking, I dreamed myself where I would be. Gone was the scowling presence of December. Midsummer reigned at Eden in the Sea! And from the earth, at eventide, arising, Odors exhaled, my grateful sense surprising. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.