Weehawken!—In thy mountain scenery yet, All we adore of Nature, in her wild And frolic hour of infancy, is met; And never has a summer's morning smiled Upon a lovelier scene, than the full eye Of the enthusiast revels on—when high Amid thy forest solitudes, he climbs O'er crags, that proudly tower above the deep, And knows that sense of danger which sublimes The breathless moment—when his daring step Is on the verge of the cliff, and he can hear The low dash of the wave with startled ear— Like the death-music of his coming doom, And clings to the green turf with desperate force, As the heart clings to life; and when resume The currents in his veins their wonted course, There lingers a deep feeling—like the moan Of wearied ocean, when the storm is gone. In such an hour he turns, and on his view, Ocean and earth and heaven burst before him; Clouds slumbering at his feet, and the clear blue Of summer's sky in beauty bending o'er him— The city bright below; and far away, Sparkling in golden light, his own romantic bay Tall spire, and glittering roof, and battlement, And banners floating in the sunny air; And white sails o'er the calm blue waters bent, Green isle, and circling shore, are blended there In wild reality. When life is old, And many a scene forgot, the heart will hold Its memory of this; nor lives there one Whose infant breath was drawn, or boyhood's days Of happiness were passed beneath that sun, That in his manhood's prime can calmly gaze Upon that bay, or on that mountain stand, Nor feel the prouder of his native land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO W.P.: 1 by GEORGE SANTAYANA ON THE SITE OF A MULBERRY-TREE PLANTED BY SHAKESPEARE ... by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WHEN by SARAH CHAUNCEY WOOLSEY IN THE CATACOMBS by HARLAN HOUSE BALLARD PSALM 150 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 35. JUDICA DOMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |