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Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 1, page 163, September 8-10, 1850

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Identifier: DX09595090

Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 1, page 163, September 8-10, 1850

Description: Includes a poem describing a sunset.

Transcription:

The waves were dancing all tumultuously

Unto the piping of the wild west wind,

Which a fresh welcome blew upon my face

As chin on palm, and arm on knee depending,

I gazed out, where o’er the watery way,

The Sun had sunk. On the horizon’s verge

Were bars of glorious, awful, blood-red light

Piled one above another, checquering

A sky of molten gold. And up, above

Strange shaped clouds all of a violet hue

Most beautiful —

Made a call at Mr [Joseph] Greatbatch’s subsequently.

9. Monday. At work on wood, the drawing for [George G.] Foster. Finishing at about 3, out with it. (An acquaintance of Jabez Wing’s calleth at noon and stateth that he himself may arrive thither shortly.) To [Wardle] Corbyn’s. Then to Day Book Office. Foster not there. A call at [168] Duane Street. Then to Spruce Street, Brown’s & [Warren] Butlers. There for half an hour, then walked home together. Drawing in the Evening till 11.

10. Tuesday. To [Thomas] Pictons, to the Day Book Office &c successless and blue devilled. Left-block at the latter. Saw Corbyn, bade me call again on Thursday. Afternoon, [William] Hunter calls, telling me he goes to Mobile on the morrow. After a smoke, I went out with him. A walk up the east sixth Avenue. Called on an auld Scotsman, like

Rights: NoC-US

Place:

Dates: 1850-09-08

Type(s): Diary
Page

Maker/Creator: Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903

Subjects: Diaries
Poetry

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