Thomas Buchanan Read
Thomas Buchanan Read (1822–1872), American poet, was a portrait-painter, and lived much abroad. He wrote a prose romance, The Pilgrims of the Great St. Bernard, and several books of poetry, including The New Pastoral, The House by the Sea, Sylvia, and A Summer Story.
- 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.
- The closing Scene. Sc. i.
- My soul to-day
Is far away
Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.
- With dreamful eyes
My spirit lies
Under the walls of Paradise.
- 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.
- We bring roses, beautiful fresh roses,
Dewy as the morning and colored like the dawn.
- The new pastoral Book.
- O Night! most beautiful and rare!
Thou givest the heavens their holiest hue,
And through the azure fields of air
Bring’st down the gentle dew.
- The terrible rumble, grumble and roar
Telling the battle was on once more—
And Sheridan twenty miles away!
- Sheridan’s Ride.