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Sleepy Hollow by William Ellery Channing

September 25, 2010 by Every Writer

William Ellery Channing (1818 ?1901)

SLEEPY HOLLOW

No abbey’s gloom, nor dark cathedral-stoops,
No winding torches paint the midnight air; Here the green pines delight, the aspen droops
Along the modest pathways, and those fair Pale asters of the season spread their plumes
Around this field, fit garden for our tombs.

And shalt thou pause to hear some funeral bell
Slow stealing o’er thy heart in this calm place, Not with a throb of pain, a feverish knell,
But in its kind and supplicating grace, It says, Go, pilgrim, on thy march, be more
Friend to the friendless than thou wast before;

Learn from the loved one’s rest serenity:
To-morrow that soft bell for thee shall sound, And thou repose beneath the whispering tree,
One tribute more to this submissive ground;? Prison thy soul from malice, bar out pride,
Nor these pale flowers nor this still field deride:

Rather to those ascents of being turn,
Where a ne’er-setting sun illumes the year Eternal, and the incessant watch-fires burn
Of unspent holiness and goodness clear,? Forget man’s littleness, deserve the best,
God’s mercy in thy thought and life confest.

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Filed Under: 1800s Poetry, Halloween Poems

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