Alfred Billings Street

Name: Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks
Author: Alfred Billings Street

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“Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks”, is a work by Alfred Billings Street. It explores elements such as loon, Bell Owl and sailing.

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ THE LOON.
Tupper’s Lake.
Tameless in his stately pride, along the lake of islands,
Tireless speeds the lonely loon upon his diving track;—
Emerald and gold emblazon, satin-like, his shoulder,
Ebony and pearl inlay, mosaic-like, his back.
Sailing, thus sailing, thus sails the brindled loon,
When the wave rolls black with storm, or sleeps in summer noon.
Sailing through the islands, oft he lifts his loud bravura;—
Clarion-clear it rings, and round ethereal trumpets swell;—
Upward looks the feeding deer, he sees the aiming hunter,
Up and then away, the loon has warned his comrade well. ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ Salutes the loon the hunter’s moon along its sparkling track.
And ofttimes too there rounds to view, where spreads the grassy park,
A reckless crew in birch canoe, with chorus rolling round,
To set the camp, to trim the lamp, and, by the margin dark,
Float for the deer with eye and ear on every sight and sound.
There undulates the water-shield, up points the pennoned grass;
The rocking swallow seeks the gnat, the night-hawk rumbles o’er;
The water-spider’s globule shoots in silver through the glass
And floats the fire-fly’s throbbing torch of gold along the shore. ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ Not where the deer drinks at dawn from the dingle
Where richly mingle the dark and the bright!
But where the wolf, from his cliff-cavern prowling,
Fills with wild howling the storm of the night!
Not where blue violets nod over the emerald sod;
Not where the golden-rod, vase-like, outspreads;
But where the cedar dark lifts its rough, seamy bark,
Where scarce a sunny spark sunny joy sheds.
Fierce bounding cataract! thus should it be!
Sternness and gloom, not grace, beauty, for thee! ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ I LOVE the little shoal, the sandy shallow of the lake,
Where towers the azure moosehead, glows the crimson Indian pink;
Where proudly sails the golden-footed, purple-pinioned drake,
And the yellow-throated, gem-eyed frog stares, hours, upon the brink!
There the darning-needle crooks among the rushes bristling round,
The brassy deer-fly plants its tingling arrow in the skin;
The water-soldier’s helmet shines, the eel-grass rich is wound
In wavy floss of floating plumes to every stir within. ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ But when the red torch of the day has burnt down,
And large looms the shadow-like hill;
When the bark of the black fox is heard from the glade,
And the black cat seeks prey by the rill,
Then, tinkle link tinkle, the little Bell Owl
Makes clear the dark quietude thrill. ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ Crimson clouds are painting the purpled lake’s enamel,
Golden gauzes gleam in the glades along the shore.
Onward, onward, thus do we press upon our journey,
Moved by restless longing, Heaven calling us away;—
Oh, may fading life be illumined like the sunset,
Beaming brighter, brighter, till darkness veils the day! ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ Breaking and dwindling, will vanish away.
While, scattered like stars in the glancing glow,
Lilies gleam out from the lake’s deep gloom;
And trees rich chequer of shadow throw
Where wild birds warble and wild flowers bloom,
And waterfalls tinkle in foamy flow.
Symbol of life in its shadow and sheen! ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ Wild into madness of foam, and springs
Forward in chaos of frantic wrath;—
Ever upsoaring on misty wings,
White with the torment that whelms its path.
Cataract, bounding so fierce and free!
Sternness, not beauty, is fittest for thee! ”

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Alfred Billings Street, Forest Pictures in the Adirondacks

“ The rocks below gleam a ghastly light;
The fish-hawk cowers for shelter there;
The distant island frowns, robed in night;
See, the lake leaps to a startling glare!
The growl has deepened—a roar—a crash—
Thicken red lightnings, white surges dash.
Gloomy the crag, like a guilty dream!
Motions all over tell writhing boughs;
Billows break on it, down torrents stream,
Flashing through darkness; the strong blast ploughs
O’er it and down it;—thus ever should be
Wild crag and wild storm in company!
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THE BELL OWL.
In the heart of the wood dwells the little Bell Owl. ”

Alfred Billings Street

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