This poem and that entitled "The Fountain," with one or two others in
blank verse, were intended by the author as portions of a larger poem.
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_The fresh savannas of the Sangamon
Here rise in gentle suells, and the long grass
Is mixed with rustling hazels. Scarlet tufts
Are glowing in the green, like flakes of fire._
The Painted Cup, _Euchroma coccinea,_ or _Bartsia coccinea, _ grows in
great abundance in the hazel prairies of the Western States, where its
scarlet tufts make a brilliant appearance in the midst of the verdure.
The Sangamon is a beautiful river, tributary to the Illinois, bordered
with rich prairies.
Page 204.
_The long wave rolling from the southern pole
To break upon Japan._
"Breaks the long wave that at the pole began."--TENNENT'S _Anster Fair._
Page 205.
_At noon the Hebrew bowed the knee
And worshipped._
"Evening and morning, and at noon, will I pray and cry aloud, and he
shall hear my voice."--_Psalm_ lv. 17.
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