Thomas Buchanan Read Zitate

“We bring roses, beautiful fresh roses,
Dewy as the morning and colored like the dawn.”

“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.”

“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.”

“The terrible rumble, grumble and roar
Telling the battle was on once more—
And Sheridan twenty miles away!”

“My soul to-day
Is far away
Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.”

“With dreamful eyes
My spirit lies
Under the walls of Paradise.”