Smith, Effie Waller
|SONGS OF THE MONTHS.|
For him all Nature had a voice,
For him she uttered forth her speech;
And he, like David of old, did each day and night
New lessons from her teachings learn.
All creatures great and small,
The broad and mighty ocean,
Blue lakes and ponds, winding rivers,
Rippling rills and bubbling springs,
And e'en the very ground on which he trod,
Spake inspiration to his noble soul.
The silent solitude of forests,
Its dells and glades, narrow valleys, darkened
By towering cliffs and swaying trees,
Were frequently by him.
Birds, insects, flowers, grass and trees
Were his companions all his life.