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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: The Freeman, and Other Poems - -Author: Ellen Glasgow - -Release Date: June 9, 2021 [eBook #65574] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -Produced by: Tim Lindell, Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed - Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was - produced from images generously made available by The Internet - Archive/American Libraries.) - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE FREEMAN, AND OTHER POEMS *** - - - - - THE FREEMAN - AND OTHER POEMS - - - - - THE FREEMAN - AND OTHER POEMS - - BY - ELLEN GLASGOW - - [Illustration: leaf] - - NEW YORK - DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & CO. - MCMII - - - - - Copyright, 1902, by - DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & CO. - - - THE DEVINNE PRESS. - - - - - TO - LOUISE COLLIER WILLCOX - - - - - CONTENTS - - -The Freeman, 13 - -A Creed, 15 - -The Traveller, 16 - -A Prayer, 18 - -A Battle Cry, 19 - -Fame, 20 - -Resurrection, 21 - -The Shadow, 22 - -Justice, 25 - -Drinking-song, 26 - -Coward Memory, 28 - -The Sage, 29 - -War, 31 - -The True Comedian, 32 - -Aridity, 33 - -Reunion, 34 - -Love has Passed Along the Way, 35 - -A Suppliant, 36 - -The Mountain Pine, 38 - -The Master Hand, 39 - -To a Strange God, 40 - -The Vision of Hell, 44 - -Death-in-Life, 47 - -To My Dog, 50 - -England’s Greatness, 51 - -Mary, 53 - -The Hunter, 55 - - - - - THE FREEMAN - AND OTHER POEMS - - - - - THE FREEMAN - - “_Hope is a slave, Despair is a freeman_” - - - A vagabond between the East and West, - Careless I greet the scourging and the rod; - I fear no terror any man may bring, - Nor any god. - - The clankless chains that bound me I have rent - No more a slave to hope I cringe or cry; - Captives to Fate, men rear their prison walls, - But free am I. - - I tread where arrows press upon my path, - I smile to see the danger and the dart; - My breast is bared to meet the slings of hate, - But not my heart. - - I face the thunder and I face the rain, - I lift my head, defiance far I fling-- - My feet are set, I face the autumn as - I face the spring. - - Around me, on the battle-fields of life, - I see men fight and fail and crouch in prayer; - Aloft I stand unfettered, for I know - The freedom of despair. - - - - - A CREED - - - In fellowship of living things, - In kindred claims of Man and Beast, - In common courtesy that brings - Help from the greater to the least, - In love that all life shall receive, - Lord, I believe. - - In peace, earth’s passion far above, - In pity, measured not nor priced, - In all souls luminous with love, - Alike in Buddha and in Christ, - In any rights that wrongs retrieve, - Lord, I believe. - - In truth that falsehood cannot span, - In the majestic march of Laws, - That weed and flower and worm and man - Result from One Supernal Cause, - In doubts that dare and faiths that cleave, - Lord, I believe. - - - - - THE TRAVELLER - - - The storm clouds swirl against the moon, - The hawk flies black across the snow, - My steed shies at the shifting gloom, - The darkness thickens where I go. - But I ride on when stars are flown, - As one who journeys to his own. - - From hamlets draped in frozen white - The flames of ruddy windows fall, - Above the lashing of the night - I hear the cheerful voices call. - The homely hearths are lit in vain - For one who rides across the plain. - - The sharp blasts beat upon my breast, - The wolves bay loud behind my back; - I greet their howls with jest for jest, - And laugh to hear them on my track. - Across the night with terrors sown, - I spur and journey to my own. - - From open graves on either side, - Wan fingers rise and beckon me; - Old wrongs, uprooted as I ride, - Cry out that right is yet to be. - Dead faces throng upon the way, - Dead voices speak and bid me stay. - - The night hawk flies across the snow-- - My way leads past the furthest hill; - Though beggared to the tryst I go, - Death waits to woo me to her will. - I press my spurs, I ride alone, - I laugh and journey to my own. - - - - - A PRAYER - - - Grant me but courage, Lord! - I ask not that Thou smooth the appointed path; - I ask not any joys the years afford, - I ask not even Thine averted wrath. - - Let me but learn to smile-- - Let me face lightly any blow that falls; - Bear bravely with my bondage all the while, - And hug my freedom within prison walls. - - Thus when the end draws near, - With lifted head let me the potion quaff, - And so--as one who never learned to fear-- - Pass on to meet Thy judgment with a laugh. - - - - - A BATTLE CRY - - - I have made my stand at last - Where the thickest foes are found; - I shall fall as I have fought, - Yielding inch by inch the ground. - - I have no surrender given, - I have measured hate with hate; - I have never stooped to call, - “Quarter!” to victorious Fate. - - When sore pressed I have not sought - Aid from comrades in the field; - I have never turned to find - Succour from a friendly shield. - - This shall be my guerdon gained, - When the hounds of war are passed: - “Peace to him who fought alone, - And who fell alone at last.” - - - - - FAME - - - In life he lived among them and they cast - Him stones for bread. - He that was mightiest of them all had not - Whereon to lay his head. - - In death, where flaming poppies fired the dust, - They brought a laurel wreath: - Honour to ashes on the coffin lid! - Fame to the skull beneath! - - - - - RESURRECTION - - - The trumpet of the Judgment shook the night, - Dust quickened and was flesh; grave-clothes were shed; - With moaning of strong travail and lament, - The sea gave up her dead. - - One, rising from a rotting tomb, beheld - The heavens unfold beneath Jehovah’s breath. - “Great God!” he cried, “with Thine eternity, - Couldst Thou not leave me Death?” - - - - - THE SHADOW - - - It has followed me for years, - I have seen It slim and tall; - When the day its distance wears, - It has lengthened on the wall; - Slanting black - On my track, - I have felt Its presence fall. - - Oft I flee at break of day, - But It races as I ride; - Oft I seek to slink away, - But It slouches at my side; - Or It steals - On my heels, - As the bridegroom to the bride. - - As I roam along the track - Of the vagrants o’er the leas; - Oft I mark one glancing back, - And I ask him what he sees-- - But they laugh - As they chaff, - “’Tis his shadow that he flees!” - - I shall ask of one I love, - Pointing to Its passage fleet, - As along the ways we rove, - What It is that haunts the street. - She will say, - “Nay, nay, nay, - ’Tis the shadow at your feet!” - - I shall wink and see the trick-- - Do they dream that I am blind? - I have but to turn, and quick, - On my pathway I shall find - That It wags, - And It lags, - But It follows close behind. - - All the night It hides Its shape - In the dusk beside my bed; - If my vigil I escape, - If I once but turn my head, - While I sleep, - It will creep, - Till I lie beneath It dead. - - And the end at last shall come, - Weariness will close my eyes, - I shall fall before It dumb, - When unto my heart It flies. - It will gloat - O’er my throat, - As Its length upon me lies. - - - - - JUSTICE - - - They cursed her with the curse of God, - They smote her with His awful Name: - With brands of fire they branded her, - And brands of shame. - - She fell beside the road and lay - Silent within the sounding place; - A dog turned from the passers-by - And licked her face. - - Their anger melted into tears; - They wept for her they had disowned-- - They bore her to her grave, and then - The dog they stoned. - - - - - DRINKING-SONG - - - Fill the bowl and praise the wine, - Give good measure, rise and quaff-- - (Who dares say the dawn-stars shine? - Brothers, shame him by a laugh.) - What knows he of soon or late, - Who has been the fool of Fate? - - Kiss the blue eyes and the brown, - Cheeks that pale and cheeks that glow, - Kiss the smile and kiss the frown, - Lightly love and lightly go. - He knows neither love nor hate, - Who has been the fool of Fate. - - Clasp a stranger by the hand, - Call it friendship for a day; - When alone you see him stand, - Swear you only spoke in play. - What cares he for friend or mate, - Who has been the fool of Fate? - - Gather laurels that decay, - Wear them withered on your breast; - Ere they crumble in a day; - Tread them under foot in jest. - What knows he of honour’s weight, - Who has been the fool of Fate? - - Take the best that Life can give, - Drink, but do not pass it on. - Live to drink and drink to live-- - (Who spoke of a dream foregone?) - He has seen all dreams abate, - Who has been the fool of Fate. - - Dreams! What dreams of heaven or hell? - Gods that bless and Gods that spurn? - What if lighter blows befell, - Does he bide till death to burn? - What cares he for hells that wait, - Who has been the fool of Fate? - - - - - COWARD MEMORY - - - A street half flecked with shade and sun, - A last year’s leaf along it blown, - A gray wall where green lichens run; - Like water falling on dry stone, - A robin’s ripe notes dropping one by one. - - Sad sun and shade and sadness over all - The distance blended into solemn hues, - On the warm air suspended as a pall - The sweetness dying violets diffuse, - While from a single tree the ashen elm flowers fall. - - At the street’s sudden end a shining square, - The sunny threshold of an open door, - Thick with the dust of an untrodden stair - That leads beyond me to the upper floor-- - Then memory halts--it dares not enter there. - - - - - THE SAGE - - - I do not see the lightning’s flash, - Nor hear the thunder’s din; - What though the storms about me crash-- - My refuge is within. - - Though every evil stands confest, - And every pleasure flies, - I bear a world within my breast, - A light within my eyes. - - Of every fount from out the earth - I, too, have drunk my fill, - And all the joys I count of worth - Become my own at will. - - Though I have never loved a maid, - Love’s heights I may ascend; - Though no friend’s hand my own has stayed, - I still can pledge my friend. - - From good and bad alike I draw - Security of soul; - Naught happens but becomes a law - To strengthen my control. - - No passions ever rock my heart, - I know not fear nor hate; - A peace in which all worlds have part - Encompasses my fate. - - I dread not any form of wrath, - I hate not any sin; - Whatever grief assail my path, - It cannot come within. - - For there secure my spirit reigns, - Serene amid unrest, - Since all that Life or Death contains - I hold within my breast. - - - - - WAR - - - Ripples of ribbons borne on high, - Bloodstains upon a brazen sky; - From cannon belching on the plain, - Fire that by fire is fought again. - A flash where steel by steel is met; - A fume of smoke and blood and sweat. - Sharp from the smeared and trodden gorse - The death-cry of a wounded horse. - - Dust of a plain ground into red - By armies of majestic dead. - Gaunt shadows on the changeless sky, - A flock of vultures swarming nigh. - ’Mid ashes where a hearth has stood, - Children that cry aloud for food. - Where green the peaceful highways run, - A woman ravished in the sun. - And far across the reeking sod - A Nation sounding thanks to God. - - - - - THE TRUE COMEDIAN - - - What if the road is rough, the dart - Of mischance levelled at thy breast? - Beyond the shudder and the smart, - Canst thou not see the jest? - - What if the arrow in the sling - Was tipped with poison ere it flew? - Since thine the hurt and thine the sting, - Be thine the laughter too. - - Canst thou not read the wit that lies - Beneath the bold burlesque of Fate? - Or art thou sick of parodies - Who playest with love and hate? - - What! take the stage again and gasp - The comedy of self-control?-- - Nay, better stand aside to grasp - The humour of the whole. - - - - - ARIDITY - - - She looked unto the east and saw - A pallid stretch of sickly sea; - Unto the west she turned and met - The land’s aridity. - - A bloodless wave of rising sun - Was flung across her open door; - It smote her like a slimy thing, - And crawled along the floor. - - Her hands took up the weary round-- - A colourless and common part. - Her stillborn hopes were buried in - The desert of her heart. - - - - - REUNION - - - Ah, hold me fast! What of the day? - I care not if the sun be dead, - Nor if the stars be gold or gray. - Nay, though the rising moon be red, - Our dawn is here, our night is past, - The world may fade--but hold me fast! - - Ah, hold me fast! What of the years? - I care not if our youth be fled, - Nor that our drink be blood and tears, - And bitterness our daily bread. - Nay, though the flames of hell be cast-- - They light thy face--ah, hold me fast! - - - - - LOVE HAS PASSED ALONG THE WAY - - - Love has passed along the way-- - Lo! the doors have opened wide, - Hands have beckoned him to stay, - Hearts have fluttered to his side. - Let him loiter as he may, - Love has passed along the way. - - Ah, what means the vacant room? - Ashes where the flames were red? - What the shudder in the gloom? - What the corpse upon the bed? - Break my heart as best it may, - Love has passed along the way. - - - - - A SUPPLIANT - - - Lo, these many years I lay, - As a suppliant to my God, - Bore the Cross upon my breast, - Bowed my head beneath the rod. - - I have kept my temple fair, - I have watched it day and night, - Lo, my cruse of oil is full, - And my lamp of faith is bright! - - I have knelt these many years, - Lord, and I am kneeling still; - On my spirit send Thy grace, - On my body work Thy will. - - For at last I shall arise, - I shall stand before Thy throne, - Saying: “Lord, the night is past, - And I come to claim my own!” - - Saying: “I have served Thee well, - Great my fathers’ God and mine, - I have kept Thy temple white, - And the lamp of faith is Thine. - - “I have knelt my whole years long, - Now I must arise and stand; - There is one among the lost - Who shall clasp me by the hand. - - “All the prayers that I have prayed - Were as naught could this not be, - That wherever he has lain - He might stretch his hand to me. - - “All the years that I have bowed, - Kneeling there, I knelt in vain, - Could I not in heaven or hell - Look and see his face again. - - “I shall hold his hand in mine - When I make my prayer to Thee. - ‘Lord, as one and not as twain, - Deal with him and deal with me.’” - - - - - THE MOUNTAIN PINE - - - Around me in the void of night there moves - The struggle of uncreate worlds to be, - The stars are not the stars, I hear afar - The planets’ minstrelsy. - - For me there is no time, no space, no depth, - No love, no hate, no passionate despair. - I face my destiny--to what has been - And will be, I am heir. - - The vulture sails below me, and across - Immeasurable spaces tempests roll. - Decay cannot unmake me, I am part - Of an eternal whole. - - - - - THE MASTER HAND - - WRITTEN BEFORE ANDREA DEL SARTO’S PORTRAIT OF HIMSELF - - - The master hand lifted the brush, and lo, - Colour and light took form at his command, - When Death struck down with an immortal blow - The master hand. - - A heap of clay becomes a heap of sand, - The mad, tumultuous centuries bestow - Laurel and dust to sweeten Death’s demand. - - Dust chills desire, and laurel lieth low, - But art’s eternal hills triumphant stand-- - Whose summits feel in one long afterglow - The master hand. - - - - - TO A STRANGE GOD - - IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM, AUGUST, 1896 - - - All day within the clanging town - There sounds the press of weary feet; - All night do men and beasts go down - Into the struggle of the street. - From sun to sun, from round to round, - The reek of sweat pollutes the ground. - - The clamour of discordant days - Reaches the desecrated room - Where faces wan from alien ways - Shine through the daylight to the gloom, - Where, thick with dust and shadows sown, - A heathen god lies overthrown. - - His altar is a case of glass; - Strange laughter flies into his face; - From side to side before him pass - Rude voices of a younger race. - Around him, stripped of gold and flowers, - Lie gods of other creeds than ours. - - He looks before him and he harks - The heathen scoffing at his shame; - Like arrows in the air he marks - The lips that trifle with his name; - And he whose worship they disown, - He smiles on them--a God of stone. - - He smiles upon them, on his face - No graven majesty beguiles. - They mock his Godhead--from his place - He bends unto them and he smiles. - His favours as a garnered sheaf - Know not belief from unbelief. - - He sits in silence, he who saw - The hoary homage of the East-- - Before whose sovereignty of Law - There bowed, adoring, man and beast. - He sits in silence, and a God - He bows himself beneath the rod. - - O God of stone! to whom the years - Rustle like leaves that drop away, - The seal upon thy forehead bears - The impress of a larger day. - No doubt that damns may bid to cease - Thine old insuperable peace. - - When, blind with carnage that inflames, - We pander to the pangs of lust, - Our orgies falter, and the shames - That hold us dwindle into dust. - From gods of flesh that we have known - We turn to thee--a God of stone. - - Our right hath been the right of steel, - Our litany the battle-cry; - Bound and abased beneath our heel, - Thy chosen people prostrate lie. - And where thy children came in prayer, - Our proud hosannas rend the air. - - Though we have warred with doubts for deeds, - Our fortresses and faiths decay, - Our altars rot with canker creeds-- - Thou art forever and to-day; - No sacrifice averts thy frown, - No worship brings thy blessing down. - - Far as the East is from the West, - Thy graven smile this curse hath cast-- - Thy vengeance is our own unrest, - Our future is a people’s past. - The blows that on thine image fall - Are blows that smite the God of all. - - - - - THE VISION OF HELL - - - I died and passed from earth and went my way, - I trod the starry gulf from sphere to sphere, - I felt the breath of God upon my brow - As I drew near. - - I paused above Infinity’s abyss, - Scanning the upward path my spirit trod; - A million silver planets spun between - The earth and God. - - Yet, scarlet on the ether’s inky waves, - The crooked orbit of the earth was cast; - Dark silhouettes against that solemn light, - Its countless creatures passed. - - I saw those mortal shadows stumble on, - Rising in anguish, passing in a breath, - Blind atoms, treading their predestined doom - From birth to death. - - Upon the smiling mask that Nature wears, - Was writ the blasphemy of human wills; - I saw man’s bloody footprint on the shore, - His hand upon the hills. - - I heard his laughter as he passed along, - I heard the mortal boast immortal breath; - I saw the earth in tragic irony, - Plunge to its death. - - Then low into Jehovah’s listening ear - I spoke: “O God of Gods, the life you gave - Is but a lying travesty, whose lie - Ends in the grave. - - “Look on the lives that you have made and marred, - Filing gray phantoms in a hapless train: - The stronger finds your heaven; the weaker finds - An endless pain. - - “O God, within the hollow of whose hand - A million worlds are tossed to win or lose, - You choose the stronger for salvation, but - The damned I choose. - - “I take my stand upon the weaker side, - I grasp the sinner’s hand, I share his fate; - The hell of those who failed, I choose, or those - Who win too late.” - - God smiled: across the inky ether way, - A flash that lighted worlds supernal fell. - “It is the damned you look upon,” God said: - “The earth is hell.” - - - - - DEATH-IN-LIFE - - - When the blasts beat loud and the tempests shriek, - And the winds are smote as the chords of a lyre, - I curtain the cold where the corners leak, - Tossing the logs till the flames leap higher, - As I sit on the hearth while the rafters creak, - Feeding the fangs of the hungry fire. - (_Hark! ’tis a child on the howling plain!_ - _Nay, the fir-tree’s tap on the window pane._) - - Do you hear her knock? Are her feet on the stones? - She may call in vain, for the storm is loud, - And her speech is the rattle of rigid bones. - Perchance she is lost where the thickets crowd; - It is far from the church where a vault she owns, - And for cover she has but a crumbling shroud. - (_’Tis a mad soul clutched by a demon--hist_! - _Nay, nay, but the wail of the wind, I wist._) - - She enters the door with a blast of cold-- - She enters to me and to my embrace; - Her fingers are freed from their fleshly fold, - The veil is rent from her ashen face. - To her sheet there lingers a scent of mould, - Where the wily worms have woven a trace. - (_Hark! is it Love on the writhing rack!_ - _Nay, nay, but the wolves on a shepherd’s track._) - - She has taken her seat at my board of pine, - We have poured the water and broken the bread, - I have pledged her health in the blood-red wine, - She has bowed to me with her spectral head. - I am hers forever, as she is mine, - I shall lie with her in her nuptial bed. - (_Hark! ’tis a stroke on a coffin nail!_ - _Nay, the beat of your heart as the pulses fail!_) - - From her fleshless lips I have felt her kiss - (The room is small, but the world is wide). - What matter the honours that I shall miss, - When I find her lying against my side? - From the reefs of Fate God has spared me this-- - The love that is long and the breast of a bride. - (_For bone of my bone I have chosen Death!_ - _“Nay, nay--ah, love, I am Life,” she saith._) - - - - - TO MY DOG - - - O tried and true! together we have passed - Life’s whirlpool, and have felt Fate’s heaviest blow-- - Shall I, then, stand the traitor at the last? - Or prize a heaven that you could never know? - - - - - ENGLAND’S GREATNESS - - AT THE GRAVE OF CHARLES DARWIN, 1896 - - - England’s greatness! not the sword avenging, - Not the nations bowed beneath her heel; - Not the cross of blood that to her kingdoms - Sets its seal. - - These are ghosts of old barbaric splendours, - Rotting where Imperial Rome lies low; - Things that thrill the heart like tales of slaughter - Long ago. - - Far beyond them is her glory shining, - Brighter than the sword within the sun; - It shall last when her superb oppressions - All are done. - - Other armies has she as victorious, - Slayers these whose hands are clean of blood, - Soldiers whose sublime and steadfast phalanx - Wrong withstood. - - England’s greatness! this abides unchanging, - Won by arms that sound no loud refrains: - When all wars and warriors shall have perished, - Truth remains. - - - - - MARY - - - Daughter of dreams and visions, - Flushed by the world’s desire, - Empress of priests’ decisions, - Priestess of altar fire-- - Treading a march immortal, - As the Cross to the sunrise swings, - Passing the inmost portal, - Over the crowns of kings-- - _By the worship with which we woo thee,_ - _By the hymns that our hearts repeat,_ - _By the flames that have burned unto thee,_ - _By the prayers that have warmed thy feet,_ - _By the moons that have risen below thee,_ - _By the stars that have set on thy brow,_ - _By the saints that have suffered to know thee,_ - _We hail thee “Blessed,” now._ - - Mother of all the Sorrows, - Pierced by the world’s despair, - Wearing a veil that borrows - Gloom from our earthly air; - Broken by ceaseless sighing, - Ravaged by endless tears, - Bearing thy pangs undying - Into the dying years-- - _By the sweat on thy brow that paleth,_ - _By the Cross where thy heart has lain,_ - _By memory’s pang that naileth_ - _Thy heart to the wood again,_ - _By the passions that rise below thee,_ - _By the sorrows enthroned on thy brow,_ - _By the hearts that have broken to know thee,_ - _We hail thee “Blessed,” now._ - - - - - THE HUNTER - - - I sit within the sodden gloom, - Amid the dead that wall the room; - Through galleries damp that reek decay, - My stumbling feet have groped the way. - Mine eyes that shudder at the light - Have read the secrets of the night-- - From skeletons with toothless jaws - I wring the utterance of the laws. - - Where foul the spider makes his lair, - I con the lesson of his care. - In threads too fine for mortal eyes - I read Eternal Mysteries. - In graves of mouldered love and lust, - I search for secrets of the dust; - Through palls with time and ashes spread, - I plunge my hands among the dead. - - Then forth into the light of day, - I fare again upon my way. - A grain of sand, a blade of grass, - Smite me to silence as I pass. - In living men and worms I trace - Old allegories of the race; - In weeds put forth from out the sod - I read the Scriptures of my God. - - Unto the hills I mount and see - The vultures of the mountains flee; - My failing eyes I backward cast - To glean the harvest of the past. - My tottering feet have paused alone - Before the barriers of the known-- - For onward still, through wrong and ruth, - I fare--a hunter of the Truth. - -*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE FREEMAN, AND OTHER POEMS *** - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the -United States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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-<div class="c"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" height="500" alt="" /> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_3" id="page_3">{3}</a></span></p> - -<p class="c">THE FREEMAN<br /> -AND OTHER POEMS</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_4" id="page_4">{4}</a></span> </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_5" id="page_5">{5}</a></span> </p> - -<h1><span class="redd"> -THE FREEMAN<br /> -AND OTHER POEMS</span> -</h1> - -<p class="cb">BY<br /> -ELLEN GLASGOW<br /><br /> -<img src="images/leaf.png" -width="25" -alt="" /> -<br /> -<br /><br /><br /> -NEW YORK<br /> -DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & CO.<br /> -MCMII<br /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_6" id="page_6">{6}</a></span> -<br /><br /><br /> -<small>Copyright, 1902, by<br /> -<span class="smcap">Doubleday, Page & Co.</span><br /> -<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">The DeVinne Press.</span></small> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_7" id="page_7">{7}</a></span> -<br /><br /><br /><br /> -TO<br /><br /> -LOUISE COLLIER WILLCOX<br /> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_8" id="page_8">{8}</a></span> </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_9" id="page_9">{9}</a></span> </p> - -<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS</h2> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_FREEMAN">The Freeman,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_13">13</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#A_CREED">A Creed,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_15">15</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_TRAVELLER">The Traveller,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_16">16</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#A_PRAYER">A Prayer,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_18">18</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#A_BATTLE_CRY">A Battle Cry,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_19">19</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#FAME">Fame,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_20">20</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#RESURRECTION">Resurrection,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_21">21</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_SHADOW">The Shadow,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_22">22</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#JUSTICE">Justice,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_25">25</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#DRINKING-SONG">Drinking-song,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_26">26</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#COWARD_MEMORY">Coward Memory,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_28">28</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_SAGE">The Sage,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_29">29</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#WAR">War,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_31">31</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_TRUE_COMEDIAN">The True Comedian,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_32">32</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#ARIDITY">Aridity,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_33">33</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#REUNION">Reunion,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_34">34</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#LOVE_HAS_PASSED_ALONG_THE_WAY">Love has Passed Along the Way,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_35">35</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#A_SUPPLIANT">A Suppliant,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_36">36</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_MOUNTAIN_PINE">The Mountain Pine,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_38">38</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_MASTER_HAND">The Master Hand,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_39">39</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#TO_A_STRANGE_GOD">To a Strange God,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_40">40</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_VISION_OF_HELL">The Vision of Hell,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_44">44</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#DEATH-IN-LIFE">Death-in-Life,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_47">47</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#TO_MY_DOG">To My Dog,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_50">50</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#ENGLANDS_GREATNESS">England’s Greatness,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_51">51</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#MARY">Mary,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_53">53</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_HUNTER">The Hunter,</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_55">55</a></td></tr> -</table> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_10" id="page_10">{10}</a></span> </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_11" id="page_11">{11}</a></span> </p> - -<h1> -THE FREEMAN<br /> -AND OTHER POEMS<br /> -</h1> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_12" id="page_12">{12}</a></span> </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_13" id="page_13">{13}</a></span> </p> - -<h2><a name="THE_FREEMAN" id="THE_FREEMAN"></a>THE FREEMAN</h2> - -<p class="c">“<i>Hope is a slave, Despair is a freeman</i>”</p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A vagabond between the East and West,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Careless I greet the scourging and the rod;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I fear no terror any man may bring,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Nor any god.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The clankless chains that bound me I have rent<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No more a slave to hope I cringe or cry;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Captives to Fate, men rear their prison walls,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">But free am I.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I tread where arrows press upon my path,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I smile to see the danger and the dart;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My breast is bared to meet the slings of hate,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">But not my heart.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I face the thunder and I face the rain,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I lift my head, defiance far I fling—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My feet are set, I face the autumn as<br /></span> -<span class="i8">I face the spring.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_14" id="page_14">{14}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Around me, on the battle-fields of life,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I see men fight and fail and crouch in prayer;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Aloft I stand unfettered, for I know<br /></span> -<span class="i8">The freedom of despair.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_15" id="page_15">{15}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_CREED" id="A_CREED"></a>A CREED</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In fellowship of living things,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In kindred claims of Man and Beast,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In common courtesy that brings<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Help from the greater to the least,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In love that all life shall receive,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Lord, I believe.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In peace, earth’s passion far above,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In pity, measured not nor priced,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In all souls luminous with love,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Alike in Buddha and in Christ,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In any rights that wrongs retrieve,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Lord, I believe.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In truth that falsehood cannot span,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In the majestic march of Laws,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That weed and flower and worm and man<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Result from One Supernal Cause,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In doubts that dare and faiths that cleave,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Lord, I believe.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_16" id="page_16">{16}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_TRAVELLER" id="THE_TRAVELLER"></a>THE TRAVELLER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The storm clouds swirl against the moon,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The hawk flies black across the snow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My steed shies at the shifting gloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The darkness thickens where I go.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">But I ride on when stars are flown,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">As one who journeys to his own.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">From hamlets draped in frozen white<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The flames of ruddy windows fall,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Above the lashing of the night<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I hear the cheerful voices call.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The homely hearths are lit in vain<br /></span> -<span class="i4">For one who rides across the plain.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The sharp blasts beat upon my breast,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The wolves bay loud behind my back;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I greet their howls with jest for jest,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And laugh to hear them on my track.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Across the night with terrors sown,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">I spur and journey to my own.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_17" id="page_17">{17}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">From open graves on either side,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Wan fingers rise and beckon me;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Old wrongs, uprooted as I ride,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Cry out that right is yet to be.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Dead faces throng upon the way,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Dead voices speak and bid me stay.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The night hawk flies across the snow—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My way leads past the furthest hill;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Though beggared to the tryst I go,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Death waits to woo me to her will.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">I press my spurs, I ride alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">I laugh and journey to my own.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_18" id="page_18">{18}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_PRAYER" id="A_PRAYER"></a>A PRAYER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Grant me but courage, Lord!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I ask not that Thou smooth the appointed path;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I ask not any joys the years afford,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I ask not even Thine averted wrath.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Let me but learn to smile—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Let me face lightly any blow that falls;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bear bravely with my bondage all the while,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And hug my freedom within prison walls.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Thus when the end draws near,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">With lifted head let me the potion quaff,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And so—as one who never learned to fear—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Pass on to meet Thy judgment with a laugh.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_19" id="page_19">{19}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_BATTLE_CRY" id="A_BATTLE_CRY"></a>A BATTLE CRY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have made my stand at last<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where the thickest foes are found;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I shall fall as I have fought,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Yielding inch by inch the ground.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have no surrender given,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I have measured hate with hate;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I have never stooped to call,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">“Quarter!” to victorious Fate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">When sore pressed I have not sought<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Aid from comrades in the field;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I have never turned to find<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Succour from a friendly shield.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">This shall be my guerdon gained,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When the hounds of war are passed:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Peace to him who fought alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And who fell alone at last.”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_20" id="page_20">{20}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="FAME" id="FAME"></a>FAME</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In life he lived among them and they cast<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Him stones for bread.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He that was mightiest of them all had not<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Whereon to lay his head.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In death, where flaming poppies fired the dust,<br /></span> -<span class="i6">They brought a laurel wreath:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Honour to ashes on the coffin lid!<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Fame to the skull beneath!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_21" id="page_21">{21}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="RESURRECTION" id="RESURRECTION"></a>RESURRECTION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The trumpet of the Judgment shook the night,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Dust quickened and was flesh; grave-clothes were shed;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With moaning of strong travail and lament,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The sea gave up her dead.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">One, rising from a rotting tomb, beheld<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The heavens unfold beneath Jehovah’s breath.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Great God!” he cried, “with Thine eternity,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Couldst Thou not leave me Death?”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_22" id="page_22">{22}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SHADOW" id="THE_SHADOW"></a>THE SHADOW</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">It has followed me for years,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I have seen It slim and tall;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When the day its distance wears,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It has lengthened on the wall;<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Slanting black<br /></span> -<span class="i8">On my track,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I have felt Its presence fall.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Oft I flee at break of day,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But It races as I ride;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oft I seek to slink away,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But It slouches at my side;<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Or It steals<br /></span> -<span class="i8">On my heels,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As the bridegroom to the bride.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">As I roam along the track<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of the vagrants o’er the leas;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oft I mark one glancing back,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And I ask him what he sees—<br /></span> -<span class="i8">But they laugh<br /></span> -<span class="i8">As they chaff,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">“<span class="lftspc">’</span>Tis his shadow that he flees!<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_23" id="page_23">{23}</a></span>”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I shall ask of one I love,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Pointing to Its passage fleet,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As along the ways we rove,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What It is that haunts the street.<br /></span> -<span class="i8">She will say,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">“Nay, nay, nay,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">’Tis the shadow at your feet!”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I shall wink and see the trick—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Do they dream that I am blind?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I have but to turn, and quick,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">On my pathway I shall find<br /></span> -<span class="i8">That It wags,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">And It lags,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But It follows close behind.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All the night It hides Its shape<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In the dusk beside my bed;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If my vigil I escape,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">If I once but turn my head,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">While I sleep,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">It will creep,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Till I lie beneath It dead.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_24" id="page_24">{24}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And the end at last shall come,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Weariness will close my eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I shall fall before It dumb,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When unto my heart It flies.<br /></span> -<span class="i8">It will gloat<br /></span> -<span class="i8">O’er my throat,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As Its length upon me lies.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_25" id="page_25">{25}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="JUSTICE" id="JUSTICE"></a>JUSTICE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They cursed her with the curse of God,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They smote her with His awful Name:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With brands of fire they branded her,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And brands of shame.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She fell beside the road and lay<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Silent within the sounding place;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A dog turned from the passers-by<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And licked her face.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Their anger melted into tears;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They wept for her they had disowned—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They bore her to her grave, and then<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The dog they stoned.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_26" id="page_26">{26}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DRINKING-SONG" id="DRINKING-SONG"></a>DRINKING-SONG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Fill the bowl and praise the wine,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Give good measure, rise and quaff—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">(Who dares say the dawn-stars shine?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Brothers, shame him by a laugh.)<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What knows he of soon or late,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who has been the fool of Fate?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Kiss the blue eyes and the brown,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Cheeks that pale and cheeks that glow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Kiss the smile and kiss the frown,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Lightly love and lightly go.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He knows neither love nor hate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who has been the fool of Fate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Clasp a stranger by the hand,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Call it friendship for a day;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When alone you see him stand,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Swear you only spoke in play.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What cares he for friend or mate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who has been the fool of Fate?<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_27" id="page_27">{27}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Gather laurels that decay,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Wear them withered on your breast;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ere they crumble in a day;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Tread them under foot in jest.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What knows he of honour’s weight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who has been the fool of Fate?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Take the best that Life can give,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Drink, but do not pass it on.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Live to drink and drink to live—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">(Who spoke of a dream foregone?)<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He has seen all dreams abate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who has been the fool of Fate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Dreams! What dreams of heaven or hell?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Gods that bless and Gods that spurn?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What if lighter blows befell,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Does he bide till death to burn?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What cares he for hells that wait,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who has been the fool of Fate?<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_28" id="page_28">{28}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="COWARD_MEMORY" id="COWARD_MEMORY"></a>COWARD MEMORY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A street half flecked with shade and sun,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A last year’s leaf along it blown,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A gray wall where green lichens run;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Like water falling on dry stone,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A robin’s ripe notes dropping one by one.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Sad sun and shade and sadness over all<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The distance blended into solemn hues,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On the warm air suspended as a pall<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The sweetness dying violets diffuse,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">While from a single tree the ashen elm flowers fall.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">At the street’s sudden end a shining square,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The sunny threshold of an open door,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thick with the dust of an untrodden stair<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That leads beyond me to the upper floor—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then memory halts—it dares not enter there.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_29" id="page_29">{29}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SAGE" id="THE_SAGE"></a>THE SAGE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I do not see the lightning’s flash,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor hear the thunder’s din;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What though the storms about me crash—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My refuge is within.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Though every evil stands confest,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And every pleasure flies,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I bear a world within my breast,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A light within my eyes.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Of every fount from out the earth<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I, too, have drunk my fill,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And all the joys I count of worth<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Become my own at will.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Though I have never loved a maid,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Love’s heights I may ascend;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Though no friend’s hand my own has stayed,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I still can pledge my friend.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">From good and bad alike I draw<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Security of soul;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Naught happens but becomes a law<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To strengthen my control.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_30" id="page_30">{30}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No passions ever rock my heart,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I know not fear nor hate;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A peace in which all worlds have part<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Encompasses my fate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I dread not any form of wrath,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I hate not any sin;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whatever grief assail my path,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It cannot come within.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">For there secure my spirit reigns,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Serene amid unrest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Since all that Life or Death contains<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I hold within my breast.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_31" id="page_31">{31}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WAR" id="WAR"></a>WAR</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ripples of ribbons borne on high,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bloodstains upon a brazen sky;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From cannon belching on the plain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fire that by fire is fought again.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A flash where steel by steel is met;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A fume of smoke and blood and sweat.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sharp from the smeared and trodden gorse<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The death-cry of a wounded horse.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Dust of a plain ground into red<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By armies of majestic dead.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Gaunt shadows on the changeless sky,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A flock of vultures swarming nigh.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Mid ashes where a hearth has stood,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Children that cry aloud for food.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where green the peaceful highways run,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A woman ravished in the sun.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And far across the reeking sod<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A Nation sounding thanks to God.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_32" id="page_32">{32}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_TRUE_COMEDIAN" id="THE_TRUE_COMEDIAN"></a>THE TRUE COMEDIAN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What if the road is rough, the dart<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of mischance levelled at thy breast?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beyond the shudder and the smart,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Canst thou not see the jest?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What if the arrow in the sling<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Was tipped with poison ere it flew?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Since thine the hurt and thine the sting,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Be thine the laughter too.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Canst thou not read the wit that lies<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Beneath the bold burlesque of Fate?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or art thou sick of parodies<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Who playest with love and hate?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What! take the stage again and gasp<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The comedy of self-control?—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nay, better stand aside to grasp<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The humour of the whole.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_33" id="page_33">{33}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ARIDITY" id="ARIDITY"></a>ARIDITY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She looked unto the east and saw<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A pallid stretch of sickly sea;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Unto the west she turned and met<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The land’s aridity.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A bloodless wave of rising sun<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Was flung across her open door;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It smote her like a slimy thing,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And crawled along the floor.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Her hands took up the weary round—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A colourless and common part.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her stillborn hopes were buried in<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The desert of her heart.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_34" id="page_34">{34}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="REUNION" id="REUNION"></a>REUNION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ah, hold me fast! What of the day?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I care not if the sun be dead,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor if the stars be gold or gray.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nay, though the rising moon be red,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Our dawn is here, our night is past,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The world may fade—but hold me fast!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ah, hold me fast! What of the years?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I care not if our youth be fled,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor that our drink be blood and tears,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And bitterness our daily bread.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Nay, though the flames of hell be cast—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">They light thy face—ah, hold me fast!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_35" id="page_35">{35}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="LOVE_HAS_PASSED_ALONG_THE_WAY" id="LOVE_HAS_PASSED_ALONG_THE_WAY"></a>LOVE HAS PASSED ALONG THE WAY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Love has passed along the way—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Lo! the doors have opened wide,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hands have beckoned him to stay,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Hearts have fluttered to his side.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let him loiter as he may,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love has passed along the way.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ah, what means the vacant room?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Ashes where the flames were red?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What the shudder in the gloom?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What the corpse upon the bed?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Break my heart as best it may,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love has passed along the way.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_36" id="page_36">{36}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_SUPPLIANT" id="A_SUPPLIANT"></a>A SUPPLIANT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Lo, these many years I lay,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As a suppliant to my God,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bore the Cross upon my breast,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Bowed my head beneath the rod.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have kept my temple fair,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I have watched it day and night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lo, my cruse of oil is full,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And my lamp of faith is bright!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have knelt these many years,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Lord, and I am kneeling still;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On my spirit send Thy grace,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">On my body work Thy will.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">For at last I shall arise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I shall stand before Thy throne,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Saying: “Lord, the night is past,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And I come to claim my own!”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Saying: “I have served Thee well,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Great my fathers’ God and mine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I have kept Thy temple white,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And the lamp of faith is Thine.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_37" id="page_37">{37}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“I have knelt my whole years long,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Now I must arise and stand;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There is one among the lost<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Who shall clasp me by the hand.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“All the prayers that I have prayed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Were as naught could this not be,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That wherever he has lain<br /></span> -<span class="i2">He might stretch his hand to me.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“All the years that I have bowed,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Kneeling there, I knelt in vain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Could I not in heaven or hell<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Look and see his face again.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“I shall hold his hand in mine<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When I make my prayer to Thee.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">‘Lord, as one and not as twain,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Deal with him and deal with me.’<span class="lftspc">”</span><br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_38" id="page_38">{38}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_MOUNTAIN_PINE" id="THE_MOUNTAIN_PINE"></a>THE MOUNTAIN PINE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Around me in the void of night there moves<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The struggle of uncreate worlds to be,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The stars are not the stars, I hear afar<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The planets’ minstrelsy.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">For me there is no time, no space, no depth,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No love, no hate, no passionate despair.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I face my destiny—to what has been<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And will be, I am heir.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The vulture sails below me, and across<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Immeasurable spaces tempests roll.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Decay cannot unmake me, I am part<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of an eternal whole.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_39" id="page_39">{39}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_MASTER_HAND" id="THE_MASTER_HAND"></a>THE MASTER HAND</h2> - -<p class="c">WRITTEN BEFORE ANDREA DEL SARTO’S<br />PORTRAIT OF HIMSELF</p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The master hand lifted the brush, and lo,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Colour and light took form at his command,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When Death struck down with an immortal blow<br /></span> -<span class="i6">The master hand.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A heap of clay becomes a heap of sand,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The mad, tumultuous centuries bestow<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Laurel and dust to sweeten Death’s demand.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Dust chills desire, and laurel lieth low,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But art’s eternal hills triumphant stand—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whose summits feel in one long afterglow<br /></span> -<span class="i6">The master hand.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_40" id="page_40">{40}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TO_A_STRANGE_GOD" id="TO_A_STRANGE_GOD"></a>TO A STRANGE GOD</h2> - -<p class="c">IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM, AUGUST, 1896</p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All day within the clanging town<br /></span> -<span class="i2">There sounds the press of weary feet;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All night do men and beasts go down<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Into the struggle of the street.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">From sun to sun, from round to round,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The reek of sweat pollutes the ground.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The clamour of discordant days<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Reaches the desecrated room<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where faces wan from alien ways<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Shine through the daylight to the gloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Where, thick with dust and shadows sown,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A heathen god lies overthrown.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">His altar is a case of glass;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Strange laughter flies into his face;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From side to side before him pass<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Rude voices of a younger race.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Around him, stripped of gold and flowers,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Lie gods of other creeds than ours.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_41" id="page_41">{41}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">He looks before him and he harks<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The heathen scoffing at his shame;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like arrows in the air he marks<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The lips that trifle with his name;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And he whose worship they disown,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">He smiles on them—a God of stone.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">He smiles upon them, on his face<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No graven majesty beguiles.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They mock his Godhead—from his place<br /></span> -<span class="i2">He bends unto them and he smiles.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">His favours as a garnered sheaf<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Know not belief from unbelief.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">He sits in silence, he who saw<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The hoary homage of the East—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Before whose sovereignty of Law<br /></span> -<span class="i2">There bowed, adoring, man and beast.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">He sits in silence, and a God<br /></span> -<span class="i4">He bows himself beneath the rod.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_42" id="page_42">{42}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O God of stone! to whom the years<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Rustle like leaves that drop away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The seal upon thy forehead bears<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The impress of a larger day.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">No doubt that damns may bid to cease<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Thine old insuperable peace.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">When, blind with carnage that inflames,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We pander to the pangs of lust,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Our orgies falter, and the shames<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That hold us dwindle into dust.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">From gods of flesh that we have known<br /></span> -<span class="i4">We turn to thee—a God of stone.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Our right hath been the right of steel,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Our litany the battle-cry;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bound and abased beneath our heel,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Thy chosen people prostrate lie.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And where thy children came in prayer,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Our proud hosannas rend the air.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_43" id="page_43">{43}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Though we have warred with doubts for deeds,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Our fortresses and faiths decay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Our altars rot with canker creeds—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Thou art forever and to-day;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">No sacrifice averts thy frown,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">No worship brings thy blessing down.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Far as the East is from the West,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Thy graven smile this curse hath cast—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thy vengeance is our own unrest,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Our future is a people’s past.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The blows that on thine image fall<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Are blows that smite the God of all.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_44" id="page_44">{44}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_VISION_OF_HELL" id="THE_VISION_OF_HELL"></a>THE VISION OF HELL</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I died and passed from earth and went my way,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I trod the starry gulf from sphere to sphere,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I felt the breath of God upon my brow<br /></span> -<span class="i4">As I drew near.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I paused above Infinity’s abyss,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Scanning the upward path my spirit trod;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A million silver planets spun between<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The earth and God.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Yet, scarlet on the ether’s inky waves,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The crooked orbit of the earth was cast;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dark silhouettes against that solemn light,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Its countless creatures passed.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I saw those mortal shadows stumble on,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Rising in anguish, passing in a breath,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Blind atoms, treading their predestined doom<br /></span> -<span class="i4">From birth to death.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Upon the smiling mask that Nature wears,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Was writ the blasphemy of human wills;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I saw man’s bloody footprint on the shore,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">His hand upon the hills.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_45" id="page_45">{45}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I heard his laughter as he passed along,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I heard the mortal boast immortal breath;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I saw the earth in tragic irony,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Plunge to its death.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then low into Jehovah’s listening ear<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I spoke: “O God of Gods, the life you gave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is but a lying travesty, whose lie<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Ends in the grave.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“Look on the lives that you have made and marred,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Filing gray phantoms in a hapless train:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The stronger finds your heaven; the weaker finds<br /></span> -<span class="i4">An endless pain.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“O God, within the hollow of whose hand<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A million worlds are tossed to win or lose,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You choose the stronger for salvation, but<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The damned I choose.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“I take my stand upon the weaker side,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I grasp the sinner’s hand, I share his fate;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The hell of those who failed, I choose, or those<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Who win too late.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_46" id="page_46">{46}</a></span>”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">God smiled: across the inky ether way,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A flash that lighted worlds supernal fell.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“It is the damned you look upon,” God said:<br /></span> -<span class="i4">“The earth is hell.”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_47" id="page_47">{47}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DEATH-IN-LIFE" id="DEATH-IN-LIFE"></a>DEATH-IN-LIFE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">When the blasts beat loud and the tempests shriek,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And the winds are smote as the chords of a lyre,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I curtain the cold where the corners leak,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Tossing the logs till the flames leap higher,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As I sit on the hearth while the rafters creak,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Feeding the fangs of the hungry fire.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">(<i>Hark! ’tis a child on the howling plain!</i><br /></span> -<span class="i3"><i>Nay, the fir-tree’s tap on the window pane.</i>)<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Do you hear her knock? Are her feet on the stones?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">She may call in vain, for the storm is loud,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And her speech is the rattle of rigid bones.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Perchance she is lost where the thickets crowd;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It is far from the church where a vault she owns,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And for cover she has but a crumbling shroud.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">(<i>’Tis a mad soul clutched by a demon—hist</i>!<br /></span> -<span class="i3"><i>Nay, nay, but the wail of the wind, I wist.</i>)<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_48" id="page_48">{48}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She enters the door with a blast of cold—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">She enters to me and to my embrace;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her fingers are freed from their fleshly fold,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The veil is rent from her ashen face.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To her sheet there lingers a scent of mould,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where the wily worms have woven a trace.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">(<i>Hark! is it Love on the writhing rack!</i><br /></span> -<span class="i3"><i>Nay, nay, but the wolves on a shepherd’s track.</i>)<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She has taken her seat at my board of pine,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We have poured the water and broken the bread,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I have pledged her health in the blood-red wine,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">She has bowed to me with her spectral head.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I am hers forever, as she is mine,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I shall lie with her in her nuptial bed.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">(<i>Hark! ’tis a stroke on a coffin nail!</i><br /></span> -<span class="i3"><i>Nay, the beat of your heart as the pulses fail!</i>)<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_49" id="page_49">{49}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">From her fleshless lips I have felt her kiss<br /></span> -<span class="i2">(The room is small, but the world is wide).<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What matter the honours that I shall miss,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When I find her lying against my side?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From the reefs of Fate God has spared me this—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The love that is long and the breast of a bride.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">(<i>For bone of my bone I have chosen Death!</i><br /></span> -<span class="i3"><i>“Nay, nay—ah, love, I am Life,” she saith.</i>)<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_50" id="page_50">{50}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TO_MY_DOG" id="TO_MY_DOG"></a>TO MY DOG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O tried and true! together we have passed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Life’s whirlpool, and have felt Fate’s heaviest blow—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Shall I, then, stand the traitor at the last?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Or prize a heaven that you could never know?<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_51" id="page_51">{51}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ENGLANDS_GREATNESS" id="ENGLANDS_GREATNESS"></a>ENGLAND’S GREATNESS</h2> - -<p class="c">AT THE GRAVE OF CHARLES DARWIN, 1896</p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">England’s greatness! not the sword avenging,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Not the nations bowed beneath her heel;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Not the cross of blood that to her kingdoms<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Sets its seal.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">These are ghosts of old barbaric splendours,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Rotting where Imperial Rome lies low;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Things that thrill the heart like tales of slaughter<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Long ago.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Far beyond them is her glory shining,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Brighter than the sword within the sun;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It shall last when her superb oppressions<br /></span> -<span class="i8">All are done.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Other armies has she as victorious,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Slayers these whose hands are clean of blood,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soldiers whose sublime and steadfast phalanx<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Wrong withstood.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_52" id="page_52">{52}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">England’s greatness! this abides unchanging,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Won by arms that sound no loud refrains:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When all wars and warriors shall have perished,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Truth remains.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_53" id="page_53">{53}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MARY" id="MARY"></a>MARY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Daughter of dreams and visions,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Flushed by the world’s desire,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Empress of priests’ decisions,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Priestess of altar fire—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Treading a march immortal,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As the Cross to the sunrise swings,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Passing the inmost portal,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Over the crowns of kings—<br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the worship with which we woo thee,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>By the hymns that our hearts repeat,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the flames that have burned unto thee,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>By the prayers that have warmed thy feet,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the moons that have risen below thee,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>By the stars that have set on thy brow,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the saints that have suffered to know thee,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>We hail thee “Blessed,” now.</i><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_54" id="page_54">{54}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Mother of all the Sorrows,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Pierced by the world’s despair,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wearing a veil that borrows<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Gloom from our earthly air;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Broken by ceaseless sighing,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Ravaged by endless tears,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bearing thy pangs undying<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Into the dying years—<br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the sweat on thy brow that paleth,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>By the Cross where thy heart has lain,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By memory’s pang that naileth</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>Thy heart to the wood again,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the passions that rise below thee,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>By the sorrows enthroned on thy brow,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>By the hearts that have broken to know thee,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>We hail thee “Blessed,” now.</i><br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_55" id="page_55">{55}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_HUNTER" id="THE_HUNTER"></a>THE HUNTER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I sit within the sodden gloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Amid the dead that wall the room;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Through galleries damp that reek decay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My stumbling feet have groped the way.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Mine eyes that shudder at the light<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Have read the secrets of the night—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From skeletons with toothless jaws<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wring the utterance of the laws.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Where foul the spider makes his lair,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I con the lesson of his care.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In threads too fine for mortal eyes<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I read Eternal Mysteries.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In graves of mouldered love and lust,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I search for secrets of the dust;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Through palls with time and ashes spread,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I plunge my hands among the dead.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_56" id="page_56">{56}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then forth into the light of day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I fare again upon my way.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A grain of sand, a blade of grass,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Smite me to silence as I pass.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In living men and worms I trace<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Old allegories of the race;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In weeds put forth from out the sod<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I read the Scriptures of my God.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Unto the hills I mount and see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The vultures of the mountains flee;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My failing eyes I backward cast<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To glean the harvest of the past.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My tottering feet have paused alone<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Before the barriers of the known—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For onward still, through wrong and ruth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I fare—a hunter of the Truth.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - 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