. - "i Vr*^ ^ ■i>. LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, ' : ffa& -00 Shelf., UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. DRIFTIN G ^ V ^ v i V BY T. BUCHANAN READ. ILLUSTRATED FROM DESIGNS BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY. WASH15S: PHILADELPHIA: J. B. LIPP1NCOTT & CO. LONDON: 16 SOUTHAMPTON ST., STRAND. 1881. Copy right, 1880, lY J. B. LlPPINCOTT & CO. L IP P I NCOTT S PRESS. DRIFTING. "A /TY soul to-day Is far away, Sailing the Yesuvian Bay ; My winged boat, A bird afloat, Swims round the purple peaks remote : — E OUND purple peaks It sails, and seeks Blue inlets and their crystal creeks, "Where high rocks throw, Through deeps below, A duplicated golden glow. "TT^AR, vague, and dim, The mountains swim ; While on Vesuvius' misty brim, With outstretched hands, The gray smoke stands O'erlooking the volcanic lands. TN lofty lines, 'Mid palms and pines, And olives, aloes, elms, and vines, Sorrento swings On sunset wings, Where Tasso's spirit soars and sings. TTERE Ischia smiles O'er liquid miles ; And yonder, bluest of the is Calm Capri waits, Her sapphire gates Beguiling to her bright estates. J HEED not, if My rippling skiff Float swift or slow from cliff to cliff;— With dreamful eyes My spirit lies Under the walls of Paradise. Under the walls Where swells and falls The Bay's deep hreast at intervals At peace I lie, Blown softly by, A cloud upon this liquid sky. The day, so mild, Is Heaven's own child, With Earth and Ocean reconciled;— The airs I feel Around me steal Are murmuring to the murmuring keel. /"AVER the rail My hand I trail Within the shadow of the sail, A joy intense, The cooling sense Glides down my drowsy indolence. ITH dreamful eyes My spirit lies Where Summer sings and never dies, — O'erveiled with vines, She glows and shines Among her future oil and wines. TTER children, hid The cliffs amid, Are gambolling with the gambolling kid ; Or down the walls, With tipsy calls, Laugh on the rocks like waterfalls. rpHE fisher's child, With tresses wild, Unto the smooth, bright sand beguiled, With glowing lips Sings as she skips, Or gazes at the far-off: ships. ~X7^0N deep bark goes Where Traffic blows From lands of sun to lands of snows ; — This happier one, Its course is run From lands of snow to lands of sun. r\ HAPPY ship, To rise and dip, With the blue crystal at your lip! O happy crew, My heart with you Sails, and sails, and sings anew! "VTO more, no more The worldly shore Upbraids me with its loud uproar ! With dreamful eyes My spirit lies Under the walls of Paradise ! Deacidified using the Bookkeeper proce? Neutralizing agent: Magnesium Oxide Treatment Date: Sept. 2009 PreservationTechnologle A WORLD LEADER IN COLLECTIONS PRESERVATIC 1 1 1 Thomson Par* Drive Cranberry Township. PA 16066 (724)779-2111