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Genesis Porcayo 5 Stanzas = 4 lines

2/28/24 !e Gladness of Nature


Is this a time to be cloudy and sad,
Ei When our mother Nature laughs around;
When even the deep blue heavens look glad,
And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground?

There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren,


And the gossip of swallows through all the sky;

EE The ground-squirrel gaily chirps by his den,


And the wilding bee hums merrily by.

The clouds are at play in the azure space


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And their shadows at play on the bright-green vale,
And here they stretch to the frolic chase,
And there they roll on the easy gale.

There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower,


There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree,
There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower,
And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.

And look at the broad-faced sun, how he smiles


On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray,

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On the leaping waters and gay young isles;
Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away.
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A Song for New Year’s Eve

Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay—

2 Stay till the good old year,


stanza 1
So long companion of our way,

Shakes hands, and leaves us here.

s Oh stay, oh stay,

One little hour, and then away.

The year, whose hopes were high and strong,

Has now no hopes to wake;

Yet one hour more of jest and song

stanza 2
For his familiar sake.

Oh stay, oh stay,

One mirthful hour, and then away.

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The kindly year, his liberal hands

Have lavished all his store.

And shall we turn from where he stands,

stanza 3
16Because he gives no more?
Oh stay, oh stay,

One grateful hour, and then away.

Days brightly came and calmly went,

20 While yet he was our guest;


How cheerfully the week was spent!
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22 How sweet the seventh day's rest!
Oh stay, oh stay,

One golden hour, and then away.

Dear friends were with us, some who sleep

Beneath the coffin-lid:

What pleasant memories we keep


stanza 5
28Of all they said and did!

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29 Oh stay, oh stay,

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One tender hour, and then away.

Even while we sing, he smiles his last,

2 And leaves our sphere behind.


The good old year is with the past;
stanza 6
34 Oh be the new as kind!
35 Oh stay, oh stay,

6One parting strain, and then away.

!ana#psis

To him who in the love of Nature holds

Communion with her visible forms, she speaks

A various language; for his gayer hours


She has a voice of gladness, and a smile

And eloquence of beauty, and she glides

bInto his darker musings, with a mild


And healing sympathy, that steals away

8Their sharpness, ere he is aware. When thoughts


Of the last bitter hour come like a blight
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0Over thy spirit, and sad images
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IOf the stern agony, and shroud, and pall,

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And breathless darkness, and the narrow house,

Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart;—

Go forth, under the open sky, and list

To Nature's teachings, while from all around—

6Earth and her waters, and the depths of air,—


Comes a still voice—Yet a few days, and thee

8The all-beholding sun shall see no more


In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground,
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0Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears,
Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist

2Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim

3Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again;


And, lost each human trace, surrendering up

Thine individual being, shalt thou go


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6To mix forever with the elements,
To be a brother to the insensible rock

8And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain

9Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak


0Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould.

I Yet not to thy eternal resting place

Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish

Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down

4With patriarchs of the infant world—with kings,


The powerful of the earth—the wise, the good,

6Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past,


All in one mighty sepulchre. The hills

Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,—the vales


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9Stretching in pensive quietness between;
0The venerable woods—rivers that move
In majesty, and the complaining brooks

LThat make the meadows green; and poured round all,

Old ocean's grey and melancholy waste,—

yAre but the solemn decorations all


5Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun,
6The planets, all the infinite host of heaven,
Are shining on the sad abodes of death,

8Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread


The globe are but a handful to the tribes

That slumber in its bosom.—Take the wings

IOf morning—and the Barcan wilderness,


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2Or lose thyself in the continuous woods
Where rolls the Oregan, and hears no sound,

ySave his own dashings—yet the dead are there:


5And millions in those solitudes, since first
6The flight of years began, have laid them down

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In their last sleep—the dead reign there alone.—

8So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw


9In silence from the living, and no friend
0Take note of thy departure? All that breathe

Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh

When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care


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Plod on, and each one as before will chase

His favourite phantom; yet all these shall leave


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5Their mirth and their employments, and shall come,

6And make their bed with thee. As the long train


Of ages glides away, the sons of men,

8The youth in life's fresh spring, and he who goes


qIn the full strength of years, matron, and maid,
The speechless babe, and the gray-headed man,—

Shall one by one be gathered to thy side,

By those, who in their turn shall follow them.

3 So live, that when thy summons comes to join


The innumerable caravan, that moves

To that mysterious realm, where each shall take

His chamber in the silent halls of death,

7Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, stanza 3

Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed

By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,

0Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch


About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

Poets Message: !e Gladness of Nature

The opening talks about Mother Nature and how


Stanza 1: gladness is spread throughout.

This stanza talks about the importance of communication in


Stanza 2: nature as the living creatures respond to each other.

Stanza 3: The whole area of nature is alive as everything is always moving


physically and emotionally.

Stanza 4:
The use of personi cation is used in this stanza to showcase
that Nature has feelings and is in a way human too.
Stanza 5: When we are happy we smile, but when nature smiles it
responds to how the entire environment will feel, especially on a
gloomy day.

Poets Message: A Song for New Year’s Eve

Stanza 1: The message is that nature is something to reminisce in a time


of sadness.
We need to experience the hours that pass by because they go
Stanza 2: by quick.

This is the message that a year is all it takes for something big
Stanza 3:
to happen.

Stanza 4: The days are always cheerful if the people you are with and the
person you are is always happy.

The people you’re with, close friends or strangers, can make


Stanza 5: the best memories if you can nd them.
Stanza 6: The nal Stanza talks about the good moment and that the year will be a good one if we make

it that way.
Poets Message: !ana#pis

Stanza 1: Nature takes care of us by supporting and comforting humans


when we think of negative thoughts.

Stanza 2: Every living thing or creature dies at one point, because death is
inevitable and it follows us.

This nal stanza is a message to us that we need to welcome


Stanza 3: death as a part of humanity; overall it’s what brings us to
pleasant dreams

Stanza 4:

Stanza 5:

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