In the Garden (Celia Thaxter in Her Garden)
Artist: Childe Hassam (American, 1859-1935)
Date: 1892
Medium: Oil on canvas
Collection: Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington, DC, United States

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In the Garden (Celia Thaxter in Her Garden)
Artist: Childe Hassam (American, 1859-1935)
Date: 1892
Medium: Oil on canvas
Collection: Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington, DC, United States
In the Garden (Celia Thaxter in Her Garden)
Artist: Childe Hassam (American, 1859-1935)
Date: 1892
Medium: Oil on canvas
Collection: Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington, DC, United States
The Sandpiper
Across the lonely beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I, And fast I gather, bit by bit, The scattered driftwood, bleached and dry. The wild waves reach their hands for it, The wild wind raves, the tide runs high, As up and down the beach we flit, One little sandpiper and I...... by Celia Thaxter
Atriles entre los árboles, programa de Mercedes Menchero Verdugo: Celia Thaxter, El jardín de una isla
Primeras páginas
Already the dandelions are changed into vanishing ghosts.
-- Celia Thaxter
Oh the fragrance of the air With the breathing of the flowers! Oh the isles of cloudlets fair, Shining after balmy showers!
Oh the freshly rippling notes! Oh the warbling, loud and long, From a thousand golden throats! Oh the south wind’s tender song!
Oh the mellow dip of ears Through the dreamy afternoon! Oh the waves that clasp the shores, Chanting one delicious tune!
Wears the warm, enchanted day To the last of its rich hours, While my heart, in the sweet May, Buds and blossoms with the flowers.
Song by Celia Thaxter
There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.
Celia Thaxter
'Bird-Talk', ''St. Nicholas'', #6, April, 1884 Source