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W. HUEBSCH<br /> -MCMXX</p> -</div></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_ii" id="page_ii">{ii}</a></span> </p> - -<p class="c"><small> -COPYRIGHT, 1920, BY<br /> -B. W. HUEBSCH<br /></small> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_iii" id="page_iii">{iii}</a></span> </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_iv" id="page_iv">{iv}</a></span> </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_v" id="page_v">{v}</a></span> </p> - -<h2><a name="SONGS_TO_A_WIFE" id="SONGS_TO_A_WIFE"></a>SONGS TO A WIFE</h2> - -<p><i>My love is beautiful and sweet; she is like a pale pink rose full of -the glory of dew and sun. Sharon’s garden knows not a bloom so fair as -she. Persia holds not a fragrance so heavenly in its perfumed bowers. -Oh, my wondrous love, pour thy scented charm into the chalice of my -longing heart; fill with thy fresh splendour the air I breathe; and give -me youth to spend on thee, my well-beloved. I am the gardener, born to -tend one flower. My flower is the radiance of a dawn in June. Like a -veil of glowing pearls my love spreads her light; she is my morning, my -joy of perfect hours. I will sing to her the song fresh roses raise from -their delicious petals when night departs and they rejoice, sun-kissed, -when all the east is rich in gold. Lovely is my bloom. Her soul is the -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_1" id="page_1">{1}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_vi" id="page_vi">{vi}</a></span>first blossom given by Him who made the loveliness of Spring.</i></p> - -<h2><a name="BLUE_AND_PURPLE" id="BLUE_AND_PURPLE"></a>BLUE AND PURPLE<br /><br /> -IN BLUE AND PURPLE CLAD</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">A pearl</span> set in the hollow of a stone,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Wrought deftly by an artist of great skill;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A sapphire ’twas that bore the pearl so still<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Within its bosom; taking from its tone<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Those fires of deep delight to Asia known.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Blent in an amethyst, the priceless twain<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Enthronèd were, o’er glowing worlds to reign,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In gladness richer than the morn has shown.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She, like a regal lily of the field,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On which the sunset colours softly lay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Forgot that life was sometime dark and sad;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She smiled, and bade all sorrow’s wounds be healed;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then she was lovelier than heav’n’s best day—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ethereal, in blue and purple clad.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_2" id="page_2">{2}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="FAR_HORIZONS" id="FAR_HORIZONS"></a>FAR HORIZONS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">We</span> stand upon the barren shore,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And look far out to sea,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The crooning waves their burden pour<br /></span> -<span class="i2">On you and me.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Our longing eyes, full of our mind,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">On far horizons lie—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There, where our joy we hope to find<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Before we die.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">How fair the tempting journey seems—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Smooth lake of mystery—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">How frail the craft, our forethought deems,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For such a sea!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">For you and me, my lovely one,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And all our mighty hopes;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">One step, dear love, and we have done,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And—cut the ropes?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Lashed to the past we stand, and fear<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To leave our ties and pain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Though (speaks the soul, if we would hear)<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Our loss is gain.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_3" id="page_3">{3}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Fear blurs the vision of our dream,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Fear fills our hearts with dread,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soon we shall find upon life’s stream<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Our souls are dead.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">We stand upon the shore and mourn;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We grieve, despairingly,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To leave the fetters we have borne—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">So patiently.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Or, do we grieve that we are weak,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Lack courage to be free,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And spurn the liberty we seek<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For slavery?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Doubts lie—like pebbles on this strand—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In our sad souls, my mate.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Before us lies the promised land,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Behind us—fate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then, let us here together bide,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">With faces toward the sea,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And hope that some fair morning’s tide<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Take you and me.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_4" id="page_4">{4}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HEBES_EYES" id="HEBES_EYES"></a>HEBE’S EYES</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> light of Hebe’s eyes<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Gives colour to the skies,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It makes the azure dome<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A radiant place,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where love might find a home,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Sweet as her face.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ethereal are the hues<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where birds a-wing would lose<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Themselves in heavenly bliss;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As I would do—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If I might soar to kiss<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her eyes so blue!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_5" id="page_5">{5}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SWEET_FACE_I_SEE_THEE_SHINE" id="SWEET_FACE_I_SEE_THEE_SHINE"></a>SWEET FACE, I SEE THEE SHINE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Sweet</span> face, I see thee shine<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Out of the bosom of the east at morn;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thy tenderness, divine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lies mirrored in the pearly dew at dawn.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The flower that smiles at me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Holds in its cup the picture of your face;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In rivulets I see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The flowing charm of your abiding grace.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The sapling tells me how<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your body’s symmetry grows strong and straight;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The winds which whisper now,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Tell me your love and trust will not abate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The steadfast stars above<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Reflect the fervour of your constant mind,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your deep unwav’ring love—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The rarest jewel eager man can find!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In nature’s soul thou art—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I see thee, hear thee, feel thee, ever near;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dear love, thou art the heart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of those eternal joys our souls revere.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_6" id="page_6">{6}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TWO_FLOWERS" id="TWO_FLOWERS"></a>TWO FLOWERS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4"><span class="smcap">I saw</span> a bloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">So beautiful,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My sad heart lost its gloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And cares that dull<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The senses, soon passed far away—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The bloom brought joy into the day.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">I saw her face<br /></span> -<span class="i4">When she bent down<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And kissed the bloom. Then grace<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Was Hebe’s crown<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of loveliness, and there! upon<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her brow the light of heaven shone!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_7" id="page_7">{7}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_MUSIC_OF_MY_HEART" id="THE_MUSIC_OF_MY_HEART"></a>THE MUSIC OF MY HEART</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> soft night, like a silent child<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Before some wondrous thing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Withholds its breath, as if beguiled<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By songs the fairies sing.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">It seems to stand and listen, still<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As statue in a grove—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Perhaps it hears a fairy trill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A strain Titania wove.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ah, no, the night hears not her song,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For it would then be glad;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And I have listened here so long,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I know the night is sad.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Now if it be a song that keep<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The hour when night should part,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then night must hear from my soul’s deep,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The music of my heart.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_8" id="page_8">{8}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_TRYST" id="THE_TRYST"></a>THE TRYST</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">My</span> love is coming through green fields to me—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Why does she tarry so?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She knows I wait on cliffs above the sea,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And dare not to her go;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For I am prisoned to the spot where love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Has chained my feet, and must not call or move.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My love is gath’ring harebells, where the mead<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Is starred with flowers to kiss<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her ling’ring feet; there sedges intercede,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And whisper runes of bliss—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beseeching her to stay and heed me not—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For she can make a heaven of any spot!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My love is list’ning to the skylark’s song,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Delight is in her ears.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She cannot know her lover yearns so long,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And drinks his salty tears<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To quench his thirst for all her winsome grace—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her absence makes a desert of the place.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My love is drinking in the air which blows<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The perfumes of the sea,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The journeying breeze wafts past me—well she knows—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Though me she cannot see!<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_9" id="page_9">{9}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Her lovely eyes, the yearning west would woo,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Look not on me while blooms in green fields sue.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She knows ’tis deathless love that holds me fast,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Chained to this rock so grim;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That I shall wait for her, until the last<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Sun sets o’er ocean’s rim.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That flowers shall die and green fields fade and sear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ere I forsake the tryst to greet her here.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_10" id="page_10">{10}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="NATURES_LOVELINESS" id="NATURES_LOVELINESS"></a>NATURE’S LOVELINESS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Yes</span>, everywhere I go<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I see the constant flow<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of nature’s loveliness—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But, oh, if I could see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">These scenes, my love, with thee,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">How bright would be their dress!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I can no more rejoice<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Without your gracious voice<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Exulting in my ear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And nature, too, requires<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your soulful, ardent fires,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To beautify the year.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The tender blooms turn pale<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When I, alone, through vale<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And gully, searching pass;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They seem to say to me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Where is your mate? for we<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Bloom only for your lass.”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My worship in the glen<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Goes up for naught, dear, when<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I stand alone in prayer;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The sea, the dunes, the trees,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Chide me, and every breeze<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Sings lamentation there.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_11" id="page_11">{11}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No, nothing in this world<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where gales and snows have whirled<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A joyous tempest down—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which spread a carpet fine<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For thee to tread, can shine<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As your belovèd crown.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They do not envy you,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They love the sweet, the true—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They know you are sincere<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As morning’s spark of light<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In dew orbs shining bright,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When heaven is blue and clear.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They want your merry laugh,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like rain for them to quaff;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They want to kiss your feet;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They want to see your eyes—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Full glory of blue skies—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Your smile they yearn to greet.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Come to the woods, my own,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With every blessing known<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To man, which you can bring;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Here is your royal goal,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, with your joyous soul,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And make all nature sing!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_12" id="page_12">{12}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="YOU" id="YOU"></a>YOU</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">What</span> is this mystery?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">This subtle wonder—you?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which fills my soul with ecstasy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My eyes with dew?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What are you, influence, so mild?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As subtle as the air which sways<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The stalwart pine. What child<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of nature are you?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soul obeys your slightest motion.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Mind is set in deep commotion—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By your presence—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By your absence—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Being thrills beneath your glance!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A smile will all my thought enhance.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Touch my lips, and every bliss<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Seeks heaven’s glory in a kiss!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You! sweet influence, what art<br /></span> -<span class="i0">God used in fashioning you apart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From His renownèd mould,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the marvellous days of old?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why, all the elements combined<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In making you<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The dearest mystery refined,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The ages through!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet, what are you? with power<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_13" id="page_13">{13}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">So great to bind my will,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fast in strong chains each hour;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And every action fill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With echoes of one name,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Resounding in love’s hall of fame?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You! Unlike your kind—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">An essence of God’s mind.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">An attribute of His deep joy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When in his toil of love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He fashioned you without alloy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The masterpiece to prove,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With every splendid gift—replete.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You—complete!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My earth, sky, sea, and air;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My fruit, flower, jewel rare;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My every need of day and night—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sun, moon, stars, space; my soul’s delight!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your name whose syllables are wings<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which waft me high,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Above the fragrant air which brings<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Faint eastern aromatics to the sky.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ever a mystery of art to be,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A subtle influence subjecting me.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like, fair Hamadryad, created anew—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ineffable, mystical, wonderful—you!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_14" id="page_14">{14}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_LAST_LIGHT" id="THE_LAST_LIGHT"></a>THE LAST LIGHT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> foothills of Nebraska shine<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In a disc of sunset gold;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The cornstalks glisten like pale wine—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But the wind is bitter cold.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Around my love a radiance lies,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">’Tis the glow of her soul’s sun;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Twill light a vision in my eyes—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When the long day’s work is done.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_15" id="page_15">{15}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WHEN_YOU_WERE_BORN" id="WHEN_YOU_WERE_BORN"></a>WHEN YOU WERE BORN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Love</span> stirred the spheres,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The groves rang mirth—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There were no tears—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At my love’s birth!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A dancing star<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In revel flashed;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then leaped afar—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And earthward dashed.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In bliss it showered<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A million joys—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sweet wishes flowered<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In girls and boys.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then back it went,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With soaring dance,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And darkness rent<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In merry prance.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The dawn’s grey spires<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Cleft night’s blue deep,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then golden fires<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Consumed dawn’s keep.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_16" id="page_16">{16}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A lark then flew<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With joy on high—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With pearly dew—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Up to the sky.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And gave its kiss<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To its dear mate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In flutt’ring bliss,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At heaven’s gate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So rosy morn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Subdued the night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When you were born,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My joy’s delight!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_17" id="page_17">{17}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="FORTUNE_YOU_HAVE_NAUGHT_I_NEED" id="FORTUNE_YOU_HAVE_NAUGHT_I_NEED"></a>FORTUNE, YOU HAVE NAUGHT I NEED</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Fortune</span>, you have naught I need;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fame cannot appease me;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Flowery beds grow but a weed;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Laughter cannot please me.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lovely roses win no smile,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From my drooping spirit;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Larks a song may sing the while,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I will never hear it.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Music rich, on which I throve,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Leaves me worn and weary;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Softest tunes of vernal grove<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Seem so trite and dreary.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I am hard to please, I know,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nothing wins my pleasure;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let the golden rivers flow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I disdain their treasure.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Heaven itself may shine in vain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It will cheer me never,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let it glow, or blow, or rain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Crack, and timbers sever.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let me seek the fallow way,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hating mirth and sorrow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wanting not this dreary day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Give me bright tomorrow!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Day is dark as longest night,<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_18" id="page_18">{18}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hours are without number;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wakeful night in its slow flight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Rids me of my slumber.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Weary, weary world, ah! me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What is that I cry for?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Only love to come to me—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That is what I sigh for!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Only Hebe, lovely one,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She of loves the rarest—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Give me my beloved sun,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Light to me the fairest!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_19" id="page_19">{19}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="LET_US_MAKE_A_GARDEN" id="LET_US_MAKE_A_GARDEN"></a>LET US MAKE A GARDEN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Come</span>, let us make a garden, mate of mine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A patch of rich brown earth the Spring will green;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I, with a spade and fork; you, with a line<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And plan, will set it out for heaven’s bright sheen<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">To cover, when the warm days come again.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, now the snows are melting, and the soil<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is drinking down the draughts of winter’s pain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let us dig in our hopes with jocund toil!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The smell of fresh-turned loam will give us strength,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The work will brace our souls for greater tasks;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Our plan will bring us days of happy length,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And take from us the tribute summer asks.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Come, now the stubborn frost is yielding fast,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And bathe our bodies in the softer airs,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which blow from kinder climes now winter’s past,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And sleet and hail are gone to their white lairs.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">With hopes of lovely blooms to gather soon,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, make a garden, mate of mine, with me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So we may go rejoicing in warm June,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And all the glories of God’s bounty see.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_20" id="page_20">{20}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Come, mate of mine, and make a garden bright<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In my sad heart, for snows are melting there,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bring to it all your joys of warmth and light,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And bid it bloom, and never more be bare.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_21" id="page_21">{21}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SANCTUARY" id="SANCTUARY"></a>SANCTUARY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Where</span> the peace of even lies,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And the low’ring purples rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Under amethystine skies,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is the mystery of the West.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In the colour-blending shroud<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of the glories of the heat,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where the myriad tones of cloud<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Glow and fade in their retreat,<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">There the soul of peace lies still,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the secret of the eve,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the shadows of the hill,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where the colours spin and weave<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All the textures for the skies,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All the yearnings of the heart,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All the gleams in lovely eyes—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the wonder-colour part<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Lies the soul of peace. And thou!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dearest mystery of my life,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With thy colours me endow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the murk and gloom of strife.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_22" id="page_22">{22}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Radiant! Clothe me in thy soul—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sanctuary of my rest.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let thy mingling colours roll,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Deep, around me in thy West.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_23" id="page_23">{23}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="STARS" id="STARS"></a>STARS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Ten</span> thousand lights were gleaming there,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A million stars were bright—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But, oh, my darling’s face was fair<br /></span> -<span class="i2">On that entrancing night.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The world looked up and saw the skies,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In lovely colour shine—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I looked into my darling’s eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And all the world was mine.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_24" id="page_24">{24}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="REJUVENATION" id="REJUVENATION"></a>REJUVENATION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Are</span> you the wondrous joy of Spring,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sent coursing through the woods,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With chorals for the birds to sing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And colors for the buds?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Or are you some supreme delight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which morn set free with mirth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To carry gladness in your flight<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All o’er the meads of earth?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What are you, Hebe, nymph or maid?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You start Spring in my heart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With blooms that time can never fade—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Rejuvenating art.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What witchery, like Spring, is this<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You hold o’er me, sweet one?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You set me glowing with a kiss<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With warmth of summer sun.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">As winter thaws when spring comes in<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With claims to warmth and growth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So you from cold my soul doth win—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pour in it best of both.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_25" id="page_25">{25}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I rise from dreary hours and smile<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At sorrow when you call,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And thrill with youthful yearnings while<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your blisses on me fall.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">’Tis magic! ’Tis the art of joy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Transforming way of Spring;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her methods, Hebe, you employ<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To make my young heart sing.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_26" id="page_26">{26}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_SONG1" id="A_SONG1"></a>A SONG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">I love</span> her for her tenderness,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her sweet abiding grace,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her gentle spirit’s loveliness,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her earnest, winsome face!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I love her for her happy ways,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her body’s wondrous bloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her smiles which light the heavy days,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And straight dispel my gloom!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I love her for her honest speech—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her constant soul’s delight—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her honeyed lips the gods would teach<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To kiss their loves aright!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I love her for she kept for me,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Those lips where perfect bliss<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Awaits in reddening ecstasy<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her lover’s eager kiss!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_27" id="page_27">{27}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HEBE" id="HEBE"></a>HEBE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Hebe</span> is a mystery,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Moving in a woman’s guise,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Through a silent sacristy—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Holy as her lovely eyes.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Hebe is a magnet strong,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Drawing strength from strength each day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is like a glorious song,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Growing sweeter in its sway;<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Melting mind and heart at first,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thrilling all the senses whole,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Til in its melodic burst,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Leaps triumphant o’er the soul.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Hebe is enchanting when<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All the world seems most awry;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She smiles brightly o’er me, then<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Earth is gone and heaven is nigh.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Hebe is both pro and con—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is understanding’s own.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Was there ever paragon<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Such as she to scholars known?<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_28" id="page_28">{28}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She is younger than her youth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is older than her race,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is clearer than the truth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Tender as her winsome face.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Nature’s contradiction she,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Turning science upside down;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is Love’s own mystery,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From her heel up to her crown.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Hebe is all things of joy:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is joy—joy was forgot<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Til she came, here to employ<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lover’s arts the Greeks knew not.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She is supple, strong, and sweet;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is full of gentle mirth—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Happy are her splendid feet,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They are worthy of the earth.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She is sportive as a child,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She is wise as she is kind,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With a temper firm yet mild,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She controls her earnest mind.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Tears may fall as drenching rain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She will make each tear a pearl,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And the heart when full of pain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She can set in joyful whirl.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_29" id="page_29">{29}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Who records this maid of bliss?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I, who love her every act.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Greater myst’ry yet is this:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hebe is a splendid fact.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_30" id="page_30">{30}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SPRING" id="SPRING"></a>SPRING</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Let</span> us go<br /></span> -<span class="i0">While Spring’s delicious breezes blow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And see the dunes and sedges grow<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Green, white, and red—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Now Winter’s sped—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And all the moorland is aglow.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Let us feel<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The magic breath of springtime steal<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On us, and everywhere reveal<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The joyous strife<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of bursting life,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And hear the bells of heaven peal.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Let us see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The busy songsters’ ecstasy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And hear them pipe their songs of glee—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For all the day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They seem to say,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The soul is happy that is free!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Love, divine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Art thou not Spring, and give me wine<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To quaff? For in this heart of mine<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A new life grows,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And yields a rose<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For thee—the fragrance of it thine!<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_31" id="page_31">{31}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Hebe, dear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The message of this Spring day hear;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">See, love, the glory of the year:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Spring is free,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So Summer be<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The season in which joy is clear!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_32" id="page_32">{32}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_FAY" id="THE_FAY"></a>THE FAY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">In</span> blue, cerise, and grey,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A dainty, bonnie thing—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No mortal—just a fay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From elfin glades astray,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With joys the swallows bring<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When they come back with spring.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She came with lovely mien—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The charms of fairy’s art—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No winsomer was seen,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Not Titania, her queen.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She flew into my heart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To rest, and ne’er depart.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My heart is beating high—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The fay is singing there.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Blest tenant, tell me why,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of mortals, why am I<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The happy one to dare<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make captive, fay so rare?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She answered in a song,—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So soft and sweet the tune—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Pray, why? Have I done wrong<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To hide in heart so strong?<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_33" id="page_33">{33}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where I may place the boon<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of all the joys of June?”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Oh, winsome, witching sprite,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who like a mortal came,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In robe of tender light,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To make my hours so bright;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who brought me Love’s dear fame,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To warm me at its flame.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_34" id="page_34">{34}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_SONG2" id="A_SONG2"></a>A SONG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">My</span> love is morning’s fragrance blown<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From blossoms fair in golden June;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her footstep’s rhythm is in tune<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With melodies by Springtime known.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her misty locks are like the May,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On pearly hedges lightly thrown;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A sweeter face was never shown<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To man that he might face the day!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O beauty, tender, like the moon<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of summer nights, which gently lay<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On lovers when their hearts were gay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And deep desire was at its noon.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_35" id="page_35">{35}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_GARDENER" id="THE_GARDENER"></a>THE GARDENER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">I see</span> her in the blooming field,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where winds sport in the grass,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And petals of the Summer yield<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Sweet perfumes to my lass.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I see her gather flowers so bright,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They almost match her face,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whose rapture is my soul’s delight—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">There I shall find God’s grace.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Ah, grace of mercy to me flows<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When I look in her eyes;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her soul of love and beauty glows,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And my life sanctifies.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She is so simple in her joys,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">So childlike in her ways;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When she the golden hour employs,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In off’ring nature praise.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She lifts the roots to plant again,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In some sequestered spot,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where they may know a fairer reign,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And beautify her plot<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_36" id="page_36">{36}</a></span>—<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">There, thrive from culture of her hand,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Aim to engage her smile,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Delight in blooming o’er the land<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where she will tread the while.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So God His wonders has revealed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Through her, what growth can be,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And in the process I am healed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of blindness, and can see<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">That all the fields and woods are full,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of glories rich and rare—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When she a little flower will pull,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And set it in her hair.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_37" id="page_37">{37}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="REVELATION" id="REVELATION"></a>REVELATION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">I see</span> no beauty shining in the east<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At dawn, nor when the glowing sun has risen,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And shot a million rays into night’s prison—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No lovely scene on which my eyes would feast.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And in the west at eve I see no light<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That enters my whole being like a flash<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of bursting joy—swift sky rent ere the crash<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of kissing clouds acclaim their passion’s might.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My eyes have seen the marvel of the world,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All joys transfigured into mighty bliss—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The great creative moment, sight divine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When earth, and sky, and sea, were torn and hurled<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Apart, to yield her soul’s ecstatic kiss,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which shed all beauty ’neath one glance of mine.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_38" id="page_38">{38}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_KEEPER_OF_THE_KISSES" id="THE_KEEPER_OF_THE_KISSES"></a>THE KEEPER OF THE KISSES</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> keeper of the kisses sleeps—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No sigh of mine can wake her;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In slumber all my joy she keeps—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My eyes will not forsake her!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All night I wait and watch her rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And yearn for those deep blisses,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which are withheld from those unblest,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">By her who keeps the kisses.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Oh, keeper of the kisses, rise<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And now, at morn, uprender<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The key which locks your lips and eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And give me kisses tender.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The birds are waiting, and the flowers—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">All spring your kisses needing;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The burning stars, the fainting hours,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The earth for joy is pleading.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">See, her soft couch is moss and blooms,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">All sweet with perfumes blowing;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And lover like myself assumes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The flowers for her are growing.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_39" id="page_39">{39}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Now if she wake with rosy dawn,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When all the east be singing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Will every nightingale be drawn<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To her with bluebells ringing?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She sleeps, and knows not how we yearn,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For bliss she only grants us;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For her the sun and sky doth burn!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The lark is up, and chants thus:<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“Oh, keeper of the kisses, wake!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Unlock your lips by smiling,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And let adoring mortals take<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The joys of your beguiling.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">“For what is love without your lips?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A life that is not merry.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The bee that every honey sips,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Prefers the dimpled cherry.”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_40" id="page_40">{40}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MUSIC_IN_HADES" id="MUSIC_IN_HADES"></a>MUSIC IN HADES</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> blackbird’s note on Spring’s first morn,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Is not so sweet as my love’s voice,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her music, like a song re-born,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For great Eurydice’s own choice—<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Nay, Orpheus gave not to the shades,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To win his love, such minstrelsy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As my dear love, whose song pervades<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The hell from which she set me free.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_41" id="page_41">{41}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_DREAM" id="THE_DREAM"></a>THE DREAM</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Beauty</span> waking from a vivid dream,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All warm, and soft, and tender,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her eyes with happiness agleam—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Outstretched her arms, so slender.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her face a picture full of wonder—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her lips of gushing love asunder.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My lovely mistress, then ensouled,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wrapped in the gown of rosy sleep,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thrust back the curtained haze, and rolled<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Aside the mists of slumber deep.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Sweetly she murmured to her lover: “Boy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I dreamed a dream all joy!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There, in a thicket, caught by thorns,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A bird, which morning’s glow adorns,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">(It was not hurt, but tangled there,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And struggled to be free)<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A yellow bright canary!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It whistled sweet to me—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I thought it was a fairy.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In golden robes so rare,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Until I stretched my hand,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And saw it spread its wings.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then, not in fairyland,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I thought an elf (though each one sings)<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_42" id="page_42">{42}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Could thrill so blithe a song,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or fly away so fast.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I gave it liberty,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To live a life of joys both bright and long,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In one warm summer of days unsurpassed.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">This dream of freedom came to me.”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Joy tinted every feature of her face,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Warm blushes spread beneath the lace<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of her fine robe, and pure delight<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sang in the phrases of her speech;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She lay, and told the story bright<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In throbbing tones of happiness,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So wonderful was she, I would beseech<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Such exquisite dear tenderness—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soft as the morning sun’s serenest beams—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Would come from all her dreams,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And make my love so rosy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So warm, so soft and cosy;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So clinging in her kisses,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Resplendent in those blisses<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of trust, and hope, and courage fine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which shone in her like gleams of deep red wine!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My soul was never thrilled,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As it was then by her;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My eyes with tears were filled,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For joys so rare!<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_43" id="page_43">{43}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love surged like a sun-shaft up,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To drink deep bliss from heaven’s cup!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Twas like the poet’s joy I feel,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As if her lovely soul were bare,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And mine with it was there<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To touch and heal<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Itself, and all those blessings gain<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which God sends down on her like sweet, refreshing rain.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Blest be her gracious head,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Smooth be her smiling brow!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">May Spring and Summer wed<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For Hebe now,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And shower—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Aye! every hour—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The fairest blossoms of the trees<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On every fragrant gentle breeze,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To make soft paths for her dear feet,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When she would in her sweet dreams greet<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her fond, adoring mate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At dreamland’s gate.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_44" id="page_44">{44}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_BOON" id="THE_BOON"></a>THE BOON</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">What</span> is the dearest wish my soul can make?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What great desire can all this world bestow?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What is the very height of boon I know?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What gift immeasurable I can take?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is there some precious thing for its own sake<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My mind doth crave to make it strong and glow?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Is there some priceless treasure I might show,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And make men from their rosy dreams awake?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No treasure this deep world can give I need.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My dearest wish no mighty king can give;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">My great desire—no bauble that will cloy!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I seek no gains on which ambitions feed!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Far more I seek; always to move and live<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And have my being in my Hebe’s joy.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_45" id="page_45">{45}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="JACK_OLANTERN" id="JACK_OLANTERN"></a>JACK O’LANTERN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Firefly</span>! wait, but a moment, in your flight;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Stay, gleaming thing, and tell me of that night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When you were taken by a fairy hand,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And cast into the grate to light the brand,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In that fair room of bliss and rosy dream.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For love of God! I pray you, moving beam<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of light, stay, now my memory is woke—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You will not leave me now you do invoke<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My thought to that dear night, long gone, when she,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With elfin joy, went out and captured thee.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You circle round my head, a band of flame—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A light that fades as quickly as it came.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O fickle fly, deny me not, come burn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For me, and let me from this torture turn;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In recollection’s refuge seek relief<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From loneliness, the torn soul’s awful grief.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, bright or dark, do you but circle near,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where you alone in night my words may hear.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What of my love? My wondrous love, who caught<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You winging that sweet night, as swift as thought,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And threw you on the logs to start the fire,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whose gleams revealed to me my heart’s desire?<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_46" id="page_46">{46}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Matchless! all in her loveliness and grace—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soft as her humour, happy as her face.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Where is she now? Oh, where is my lost love,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My fairy mistress, gentle as a dove?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Does she in cockle leaves hide long night through,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fearful of the clouds, shrinking from the dew?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I never see her now! The fire no more<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In flick’ring rays lights up my sad heart’s core.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There is no warmth in life now she is gone.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The sun disdains the man it shines upon.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A wretched thing, bereft of all his joy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Goes wand’ring through the night, where fays employ<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The hours in dirges drear, and weirdly mourn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For her, their queen, long lost to fairy bourn.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Come, Jack O’Lantern, lead me to my mate—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She who alone can my distress abate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She who will wipe all storms of grief away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She whose dear radiance makes my perfect day!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas! you heed me not, your lamp is out,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You hide away in darkness, black as doubt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You light, to mock the faithful, false as hell,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You, in and out, you phosphorescent sell—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I will have naught to do with you. Go, shine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And make a fool of souls less tough than mine.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_47" id="page_47">{47}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A weary round is day, and night is torn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By all the bitter conflicts day has worn;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The hours are full of shattered hopes, and pass<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With ling’ring tortures, writhing in the mass<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of gloomy moods. I am no man of day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor am I one the limpid night’s soft ray<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Will fall upon to bless. No hour will claim<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Me for time’s old companion. Yes, I shame<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The ordinance of day, bright hours or dark,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">One out of joint with all. The happy lark<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sings now no more for me. The flow’ring dell<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No longer blooms as she with cup and bell<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Once did. For there is gone from out my life,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My matchless queen, my joy, my fairy wife.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You gleam no more, and yet on wing you roam,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A firefly desolate, bereft of home<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And hearth, where logs might burn and shine at night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Upon the sweetest elf that did delight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beyond excelling, mortal soul and mind.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">May you, poor, searching, Jack O’Lantern, find<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The mistress of your fairy world in state.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then come, and take me to the shining grate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And I will bow allegiance, and renew<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love, fealty, and homage, there with you.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_48" id="page_48">{48}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="OH_TRANQUIL_NIGHT" id="OH_TRANQUIL_NIGHT"></a>OH, TRANQUIL NIGHT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Oh</span>, tranquil night, what spirit keeps thee still?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Do whispering breezes taunt thy loneliness?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or art thou, too, numb, suffering keen distress,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For want of one warm kiss to break the chill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of patience, which pervades your watch sublime?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The stars are cold, mute company for thee,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And cheerless is the ever-moaning sea—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Long is the keep; a dreary watchman, Time.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">Some soul is with you breathing out a balm,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A solace I know not tonight. What heed<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Is taken of our tears which drench the sod?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Still there must be with thee a spirit calm,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Else would endurance break for aching need—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Such loneliness could not be braved by God!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_49" id="page_49">{49}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DESPAIR" id="DESPAIR"></a>DESPAIR</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Too</span> tough! The spirit will survive,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It keeps this mortal coil alive;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love too, that yearns to meet the day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When you will come and with me stay.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">There is no death that love can fear—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love never yet upon a bier<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lay in the sleep of death, for life<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is stronger far than any strife.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Love is the light which burns and shines<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When woe of spirit undermines<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The thought, and our lives go awry,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And days are long in passing by.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Love is the spirit’s soul, and glows<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Through all the pain a mortal knows,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And death cannot its might assail,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor bitterness its courage quail.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Dear love, my flesh cries out to thee,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My spirit’s eyes her face would see,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My mind is mad for need of her,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My love is naked to the air.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_50" id="page_50">{50}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TO_A_PHOTOGRAPH" id="TO_A_PHOTOGRAPH"></a>TO A PHOTOGRAPH</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">How</span> sceptical you look tonight:<br /></span> -<span class="i4">There is a sneer about your lips—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A moth is near them—see! it sips,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And now rejoicing takes to flight.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh moth, I envy you that kiss;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">My lips are arid strangers now.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Oh, I would take to flight, I vow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If I could revel in such bliss.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why do you look at me and frown?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">What have I done but love you well?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Does she love me? Come, picture, tell—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The moth returns, and flutters down<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Upon that blessed wavy hair.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Oh, how I love each scented strand!<br /></span> -<span class="i4">How oft my lips would make a band<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To capture in a kiss, ensnare<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A lock of that dear crown of yours!<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Ah, well, be vexed with me, severe.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Those eyes have never shed a tear;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They follow me on restless tours,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">While I the night pace to and fro,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Hour after hour, to pass away<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The dreary time before the day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your eyes upon these journeys go,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Watching, sternly. Picture, tell me<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_51" id="page_51">{51}</a></span>—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">What sphinx are you? Speak once and show<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Some sign of pleasure. Let me know<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If you would from my company<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Be gone, and choose another one<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To be with you each day, each hour;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Resting only—then in my power—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When from the villages I run?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then cosily you rest between<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The folds of my best coat—from grime<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And soot set free. At evening time<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alone I leave you here. How mean<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of you to be so petulant!<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Not once of late have you beguiled<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A moody hour of mine and smiled.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If I have sinned, it was not meant.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, now be patient with me, friend.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">See, I will coax a smile—I’ll set<br /></span> -<span class="i4">You this way—that way—no smile yet?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just for a moment! Please unbend.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then I shall turn you now oblique—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Ah! what a change! Your eyes are quite<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Like hers—they hold the heavens so bright—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Those stars my lonely soul would seek.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I nearly called you Hebe, then—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">You were so like, for just a span,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">As o’er your brow vibrations ran.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So they oft do o’er Hebe’s, when<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_52" id="page_52">{52}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Some mischief, brewing in her mind,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Sends laughter ripples o’er her skin—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Her mirth will out when mischief’s in.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where might you her resemblance find?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her laughter is a wondrous sound—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Sorrow, sadness, find their level.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Where do joy and gladness revel?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ah, where? Where Hebe can be found!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You know her not; yet you are she<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Who made you negative. The match<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Is sometimes perfect. Did you catch<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her glance when thoughts perhaps of me—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas! that could not be. She knew<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Me not when you were fashioned, friend,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And never dreamed where you would wend<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Mile after mile with me, to rue<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The day when you were sent to hear<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A million questions. Pity you?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">I do! No woman, false or true,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is in listening long your peer!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Heavens! What have you heard me tell?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">What rapture have you witnessed—oft<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Despair—at which you ever scoffed?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The gamut—all from heaven to hell—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All passion’s swift vagaries seen—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">My longing, pleading, anxious nights,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And day’s distracted hours. What fights<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_53" id="page_53">{53}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">With self, with selfishness between!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Have you seen all, heard all, known all?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Then you must be the wisest sphinx<br /></span> -<span class="i4">That wisdom new and ancient links.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But you are silent as a wall<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Without a mark. So should it be.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">For she must never know what I<br /></span> -<span class="i4">When all alone go through.<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Now lie<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Down flat—there! Let me once more see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Into your eyes, ere to that shore—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Where sleep may be—I go tonight<br /></span> -<span class="i4">With thoughts of her, my joy’s delight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To lull me gently evermore.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_54" id="page_54">{54}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SONG" id="SONG"></a>SONG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">I seek</span> your lips with my fond eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My sight is weary, dear;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My heart with longing all day cries,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For you when you are near.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When you are near and others take<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Your eyes and lips from me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And in my soul deep surges make,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As tempests in the sea.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I seek your lips and press them not,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My own are parched with pain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My aching eyes are dim and hot—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My soul hopes on in vain.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The day is gone, and you are lost,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The night for me is lone—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And through its hours I count the cost<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of days without my own.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_55" id="page_55">{55}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HELL" id="HELL"></a>HELL</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Hell</span> holds no terror I shall ever fear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For earth when you are absent is my hell;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor thought of meeting can my torment quell,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For loneliness is black, and cold, and drear.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">This hell is dark! My passion is a flame!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Its anguish is a never dying fire,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And longing—hope that never dare aspire,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But die, in loneliness from whence it came.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Heav’n though is kind and lets me sometimes in,<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Then hell is all forgotten, and its woe<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Fades like the dew dispersed by summer’s morn,<br /></span> -<span class="i3">And I am purged of all my pain and sin.<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Such moments shine like jewels—then I go<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Back to the dreary hell where pain was born.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_56" id="page_56">{56}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ALONE" id="ALONE"></a>ALONE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> mocking fiends by day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make frenzied play<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Around my loneliness;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The haunting sprites delight<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To sport at night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And jeer at my soul’s wretchedness;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Imprisoned in the boundary of a mind<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Holding but one thought; only one can find<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The thought of you!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You, far away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In silence wrapped.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With all Hell’s crew<br /></span> -<span class="i0">About me gay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And I in loneliness am trapped.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Not God nor Devil ease<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The torture of a lonely soul,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For haunting thoughts will cling,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And naught relief can bring—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No recreation please.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Grim misery must take its toll<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of tears and pain—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And work is vain!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The vanquished mind in scorn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sneers on its child;<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_57" id="page_57">{57}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">His work, and damns it be forlorn,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And with it all creative work<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Henceforward be reviled.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Work? Where? Not here! Within these walls?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Work! What? Come, try it now,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And answer every thought that calls<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In every moment. Tell me how<br /></span> -<span class="i0">One single minute, pray,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My mind can get away<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From her, the absent one—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, tell me, and my work is done.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The air! Go out and roam the field.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sit in the sun—or rain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or count the stars again;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or tell the steps long footsore journeys have revealed.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Do something. Go! But what?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What, leave that thought behind?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where go? Where that is not<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The burden of my mind?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Forget. Why, all the fiends of midnight hours<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yell that drab word at me; it falls in showers<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of rattling drops,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And never stops,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Until my ears<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nigh burst,<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_58" id="page_58">{58}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">And I accurst<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With all Hell’s fears!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Still there are moments when<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Relief comes to my ken,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then I admire my torturer sublime.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The silence of her absence is like time<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A million years beyond this day—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like stillness of forgotten tombs,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where Nineveh, once gay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Stood mighty, where now the sandstorm booms<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O’er a desert quite as lonely as my heart.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She leaves me, like a queen, to bear the smart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of her superb indifference and calm—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Unconscious of the harm<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Such loneliness can do!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The day when it is new<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dawns dark and drear.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Each hour a bier<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On which I lay my thought,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And see it come to life again—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Reincarnated spirit, caught<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Back, to murder it in agony, and then—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The weary strife goes on and on,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The minutes reek with blood,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And then the fiends of loneliness soon don<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_59" id="page_59">{59}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">The inky cloak with scarlet hood,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And round me chant their racking dirges chill,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And bring their terrors on to slay my will.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">First, slimy, drooling Jealousy appears—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A female draped in timid lover’s fears—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She minces, ambles, leers at me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And whispers tales, maliciously.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The spume of Hell’s presumption she,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The horror of the lonely. See!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">How she begins her work—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The craft! the skill!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It enters like a dirk—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The soul to kill.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She fails, and vanishes in mist.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My soul is adamant, and will resist.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then Poison comes, in silvery sheen,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The figure holds a cup between<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The palms of outstretched hands,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And in a pleasant tone commands me, “Drink!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And no more think.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why suffer earth’s delirious pain?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The yearning heart that yearns in vain<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Will know no peace until the light<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Goes out in never-ending night.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I bring you here the only balm<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_60" id="page_60">{60}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">For loneliness. Drink, and be calm!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where all is still no aching mind<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Can harrow you—peace you will find.”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then Poison hies away;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To tempt me when despair<br /></span> -<span class="i0">May crush me some dread day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And I no longer care!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They fail to find me apt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So on comes License garbed<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In golden lace, and wrapped<br /></span> -<span class="i0">About her waist a serpent barbed.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hell’s finest figure walks<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With dignity and grace;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beseechingly she talks,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And modest is her face.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The fiends do well. They know<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The jade<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Must masquerade,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Seem innocence, aglow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My loneliness to break and then beguile!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The trick is hardly worth a smile.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Still I am left alone<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To wrestle with the spawn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That comes from Hell to fawn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On me. Can soul atone<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For this one cruel act of thine,<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_61" id="page_61">{61}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">My torturer, divine?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Can thoughts so merciless afflict<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The mind and leave it sane?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or bubbles burst, when they are pricked,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And seem the same again?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The weariness of longing and its woe,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The evil thoughts drear loneliness will sow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The torrid tears,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Abhorrent fears,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The fretful waiting,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The frenzied hating;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All come to me, by night, by day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When you are far away.<br /></span> -<span class="i2" style="letter-spacing:1em;">. . . . .<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Tired mind is easy prey<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For hideous imagination’s play.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_62" id="page_62">{62}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ROAMING" id="ROAMING"></a>ROAMING</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Is</span> there no place where I might rest?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No harbour for my soul?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Must I go roaming on unblest,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Without a chart or goal?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Go searching for a place where peace<br /></span> -<span class="i2">May soothe away my pain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Some lonely nook where ills may cease,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And nothing be all gain?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And yet, with all the pain and tears,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That lonely sorrows bring;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Though life’s besetting woes are fears,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To hope’s frail staff I cling.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My fears are hopes in joy’s disguise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My hopes are fears in flight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which seek an earthly paradise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Beyond the range of sight.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So nestle, pain, you constant friend,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Close to my longing heart—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What matter how the story end—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We two shall never part.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_63" id="page_63">{63}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And yet there is a place I know,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where all griefs are forgot—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A breast to which I ever go,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">E’en knowing it is not.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I go to that dear place to lose<br /></span> -<span class="i2">All fears, all woes, all pains;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It is the paradise I choose,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where life eternal reigns!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Where life is drawn anew from springs,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Which flow with every bliss,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And to me joy celestial brings<br /></span> -<span class="i2">New hope with every kiss!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Alas, the breast of love is wide,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Too precious for one life,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And others cannot be denied—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For what is love but strife?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So, ever seeking, trudge and roam,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Through hours of chill and gloom,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And make the silent night your home,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where there is always room.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_64" id="page_64">{64}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Roam on, until a morn shall rise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When you will wake from rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And know you have found paradise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">At last, upon her breast.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_65" id="page_65">{65}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="STORM" id="STORM"></a>STORM</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Grief</span> is a drenching blast that purges love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of all its dross and scum, and leaves it sweet<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And holy in its excellence complete.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love without grief no test of strength will prove.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The bitterness and pain, dread loneliness,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The ache of yearning, then the galling thought—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love’s deep passions in shattering gusts are caught,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And scattered wide apart when deep distress<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Comes raging through the soul’s wide-open door;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Shaking the citadel of hope—the walls<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where all the dearest joys take refuge in—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Searching the battered frame to find its core,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With that convulsive fury which appalls<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The strongest heart that deepest Love would win.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_66" id="page_66">{66}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_VOID" id="THE_VOID"></a>THE VOID</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> grey day dawns and sleep is gone,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The laggard hours are here to count—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like yesterday’s the sun shone on—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A dreary stream from time’s old fount.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Go, day, as fast as my heart beats,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Pass, minutes, with the speed of thought—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fly, as my soul, when it entreats<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Swift passage where its love is sought.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The present bridge with then and when,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Link past and future, dropping now;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Die, days, and rot like aged men,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nights, vanish like a gamester’s vow!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Hope, on in front, seeks out the way,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Doubt stays behind and scoffs at all,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Trust walks with calm all through the day,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Faith brightly shines through night’s deep pall.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Life in the ever present hour,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Art in the prison of life’s pain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love in the torture of its power;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Death shares with sleep what joy should gain.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_67" id="page_67">{67}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ABSENCE" id="ABSENCE"></a>ABSENCE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">There</span> is no anguish like the mourning heart,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That mourns for its lost love and mourns in vain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That is the anguish which defies all pain—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Torture at which Prometheus’ soul would start!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What agony can still the heart of joy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That holds its loved one to its surging breast?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All hell can rage and not disturb that rest—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then Stygian tortures are but pain’s alloy!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">And what is absence but a gaping sore,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">That aches and suffers every stinging thrust?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A burning lesion, or a bleeding rent,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">That rives the soul of lovers to the core?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">When hearts in absence stronger grow, then must<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Those hearts have held no lover’s aliment!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_68" id="page_68">{68}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WANDERING" id="WANDERING"></a>WANDERING</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">The</span> morning hath the sun for mate,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The night the moon for wife;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The wind and I, like things of hate,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Go on alone through life.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The wind is cold, the wind is hot,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The wind is fierce and wild;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It stays not long in any spot,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It never is beguiled.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Perhaps the wind might pause awhile<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And whisper to the reeds,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If they would only rise and smile,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And ask the lone wind’s needs.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_69" id="page_69">{69}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DESTINY" id="DESTINY"></a>DESTINY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Here</span>, let it be! I will not ask,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dear God, what is my destiny.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With courage I will face the task—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So, life, make what you will of me.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Yet I would know what is this pain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which smites with cruel force my mind?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And what can sorrow hope to gain<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If woe is all my heart can find?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Why linger here? There must be rest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In some fair haven Thou hast made,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or is the region of the blest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As vain a place as this? Then fade<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Sweet hope! And let the clouds of night<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Assemble o’er my weary head—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why question more about the fight<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of souls that battle with the dead?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Still destiny may be some song<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My aching heart might learn to sing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A melody, both sweet and long,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And singing, heaven nearer bring!<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_70" id="page_70">{70}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Perhaps my doubts are shadows chill;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My mind may harbour questions vain.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My destiny! the merest rill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On ocean’s wide, unresting main.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then Life and Death may count as past—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Things gone beneath the sodden clay.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For some great part, Thou, me might cast,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To light dejection’s gloomy day.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Yes, there is Love! Love ever bright,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love worshipping the soul of her<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who came from thee—with morn’s first light—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Embodiment of all things fair.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">This let me do. Take Death! Take Life!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And leave me Love’s celestial glow.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And save me from the toil and strife,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which loveless souls are doomed to know.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_71" id="page_71">{71}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="EAST_WIND" id="EAST_WIND"></a>EAST WIND</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Speak</span>, east wind, did you meet my love<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When you came o’er the sea?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And did she give a message kind<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For you to bring to me?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">When you were passing through the haunts<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of happy, garish men,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Did you once linger in her hair,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And murmur to her then<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A word, reminding her of one<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Far out on western plains,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who looks, and waits, from morn ’til night,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">With hope that never wanes?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">With hope that she will send some word—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">One moment of her mind—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To prove that when we meet again<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My true love I shall find?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No message, east wind, do you bring,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You leave me lone and cold,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Farewell, thou heartless wanderer,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Go, chilling young and old!<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_72" id="page_72">{72}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Go journeys long in search of hills<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where only echoes dwell,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wild east wind, scorn the love-lorn ones,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Who would their sad tales tell.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_73" id="page_73">{73}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="LULLABY" id="LULLABY"></a>LULLABY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Where</span> is peace but on your breast?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where does slumbering joy lie down?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where do hope and gladness rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like bright jewels in a crown?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All are found where your heart beats;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like strong children in repose,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When the twilight hour retreats,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And day’s golden moments close!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Lull me, dearest, into sleep,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let me find a pillow fair<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On your breast, where breathings deep<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Rock me, far away from care.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Kiss my aching brow, and then—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lay your hands upon my head;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Peace will come to me again,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When your bosom is my bed.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_74" id="page_74">{74}</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"><span class="smcap">When</span> all my friends say “He is gone,”<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And foes agree to let me rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When ling’ring night falls down upon<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The heart that ached, the restless breast.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">There is a way to conquer death,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To rob the grey shade of its spoil,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">E’en when is spent my last deep breath<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And naught is left of love and toil.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then come, dear love, and look on me;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Pour your bright spirit in your glance;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My soul suffuse with joy of thee,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Straight from your eyes which do enhance<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The light of heaven! One look will raise<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Me from my bier, and make me whole,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Restoring youth and gladsome days—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Elixir of my yearning soul!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_75" id="page_75">{75}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="LAUGHTER" id="LAUGHTER"></a>LAUGHTER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Dear</span> love, when droop my weary eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And patient Death comes near and cries:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Tired soul, come forth, and follow me.”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I ask that thou, my love, shall be<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wrapped close to my desiring breast,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So at the last I shall be blest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With transports of thy laughter. Laugh<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In my arms ecstatic glee,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And cheer my soul, and I shall quaff<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thy fragrant breath and smile at thee.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dear heart of joy, let my last hour<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Know all thy wondrous merry power—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Rich in the graces of thy charms,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Laugh on through each entrancing kiss;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When I am locked in thy dear arms<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Laugh me away to Death in bliss.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_76" id="page_76">{76}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ALCHEMY" id="ALCHEMY"></a>ALCHEMY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">I was</span> ill, and with a touch<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She reclaimed my waning strength.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bless her, God, and give her much<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Joy in love, and days of length.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What is tragic<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pain to me?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Such her magic—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alchemy.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She smiled on me<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When I was ill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And, lo!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From pain set free<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I go<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And drink my fill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At her beauty’s fountain flowing!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh, the bliss of breathing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fragrance from her graces blowing;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Grace like colour seething,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From a thousand flowers,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Scenting June’s rich bowers.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I am well, and she has made<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Every sorrow<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bring a morrow<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Happier than today.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Every sadness is repaid<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_77" id="page_77">{77}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">With rejoicing;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like a voicing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Woodland in the month of May.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Merry is her soul,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And witty, too, her nimble mind—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like a golden bowl<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of medicines of every kind.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Laughter lurks in all her dimples,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Loving hands of hers give simples—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soothing, cheering, happy one—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Treasure of the golden sun!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_78" id="page_78">{78}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SURRENDER" id="SURRENDER"></a>SURRENDER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Take</span> every joy my nature holds,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Take every bliss my heart enfolds;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Come, capture every one,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">While youth and beauty run,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Locked in each other’s lithesome arms—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like flowers entwined.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Cast from thy mind<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Those fearful, hindering alarms.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Take, to the last deep drop,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor think when you would stop,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My strength’s rich wine.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love made divine<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The rapturous blood of me for you.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Red, full and bright,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Like Vallambrosa’s vineyard dew<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On autumn’s night.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My mind explore, its treasures take,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So long as joy is there<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To find, and leave it bare<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of every thought that might awake<br /></span> -<span class="i0">New transports in your soul—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then break the empty bowl,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So no one else may use<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The vessel, should one choose.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My body clean and sweet enjoy,<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_79" id="page_79">{79}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Twas made to serve your least delight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And when at last our passions cloy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In one fierce moment, rise and smite<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With withering scorn,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And leave it shorn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of all its energy and force.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then, blasted, reel it down death’s course.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My soul? Nay, that, my love, you cannot hurt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For it is thee. Look, and it will assert<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your image like a faithful stream,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Reflecting every feature of your form,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Showing the slightest, quickest gleam<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From eyes which make it pass from cold to warm.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It is, O love, your heart, your pulse, your breath,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And only in your loss can it know death!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Here I surrender all my mind,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My heart, my body, all you find<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In thought, in blood, in flesh, to serve thee well<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In giving heaven—then, thou, consign to hell<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whate’er is left of me.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">E’en then my joy shall be—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That it was wrecked by thee.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_80" id="page_80">{80}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WHAT_IS_DAY_WITHOUT_THE_SUN" id="WHAT_IS_DAY_WITHOUT_THE_SUN"></a>WHAT IS DAY WITHOUT THE SUN?</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">What</span> is day without the sun?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The night without the stars?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ocean’s music would not run,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Without the sandy bars!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Summer days without a rose—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A fruitless Autumn would<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make the year a time of woes—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Like Spring without a bud.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What am I without my mate?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Without her bonny face?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A wanderer disconsolate—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A being out of place.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She is sun and stars to me—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The Spring, and Summer too;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Autumn’s fruit her love will be,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To sweeten all I do!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_81" id="page_81">{81}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_MORN" id="THE_MORN"></a>THE MORN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">She</span> cometh like the sweet reprieving morn,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Clad in her flowing robes of golden light;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">God’s angel of the day to clear the sight<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of him condemned long years, and left forlorn,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Deep in the dungeon of his loveless life,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With every yearning for a love supreme—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love shining only in a cruel dream!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And now his love appears to end the strife.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">Oh, love, thou gentle messenger, bend down,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Thy touch is soothing and thy smile is kind;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Speak to this sorrowing heart and bid its fears<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Be gone forevermore. When as thy crown<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Appears at dawn, and night flies on the wind,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">So banish all my sorrows and their tears.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_82" id="page_82">{82}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_GARDEN_MADE_FOR_ME" id="THE_GARDEN_MADE_FOR_ME"></a>THE GARDEN MADE FOR ME</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">My</span> love and I a garden made—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">So early in the spring,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">When larks begin to sing—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Frail violets a carpet laid,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of tender blues, for my sweet maid,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">When we were gardening.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I did not see the garden grow—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Fate turned me far astray,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Ere summer’s happy ray<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The garden kissed, and all the glow<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of fragrant hours I did not know—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">My summer’s days were grey.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I did not pick sweet blooms for her,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To make a crown to grace<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Her head, and bonny face;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wandered in a world so bare,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No flower of love perfumed the air,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">No blossoms could I trace.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Some lovers sow, some lovers reap,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And others never see<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The gardens that might be;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Still, though I might not reap, I keep,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In dreams of her, the mem’ry deep<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of gardens made for me.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_83" id="page_83">{83}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TO_A_REPEATER" id="TO_A_REPEATER"></a>TO A REPEATER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Tell</span> me truly, quaint repeater,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When will she permit me greet her?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Tell me when you sweetly chime—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Name the day, and strike the time.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">On my heart you beat so gaily,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where her heart has beaten daily;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She should think of us at night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When we two count hours in flight.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Quaint repeater, friend diurnal<br /></span> -<span class="i0">(Like a truthful, faithful journal),<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make the minutes pass away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Speed the night, and hasten day.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Do you keep the hours correctly?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hands that move so circumspectly<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ought, punctiliously, to show<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When a lad to lass should go.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Quaint repeater, faster, faster,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If you would avert disaster;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make the long days swiftly fly,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Greeting hour is surely nigh.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_84" id="page_84">{84}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">How can I exist in anguish,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When for her I fret and languish?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Quaint repeater, may I rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where you lay, upon her breast!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_85" id="page_85">{85}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_MUSIC_OF_A_DREAM" id="THE_MUSIC_OF_A_DREAM"></a>THE MUSIC OF A DREAM</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">A song</span> lies buried in my soul,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Its melody is silent there,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The glory of it I would roll<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In ecstasy, if thou would’st care<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To hear its sweet enchanting strain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In some deep garden where the hills<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Would echo its subdued refrain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where fragrance every cloister fills,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where flowery carpets spread, for thee,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of velvet petals of the rose,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is where the song will flow from me<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Into the heart thy lover knows.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My precious love, my one delight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thou art more fair than that first dawn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which made the new-born world so bright;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When primal dews spread o’er the lawn<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And grass held jewels in its sheath,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where earth’s first flowers were kissed by day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">More fair, art thou, than Ceres’ wreath<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For tender maidens crowned with May.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A song for thee, and thee alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No other ear shall know its theme;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My eastern pearl of rarest tone,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It is the music of a dream;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A dream of gushing, surging love<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_86" id="page_86">{86}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">From never-saving, endless springs,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Down deep, as heaven is high above;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Its course, as wide as Cosmos flings<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The starry gems which light the skies,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When nightingales pour out their song;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As soft as joy in lover’s eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In climes, where nights of love are long.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_87" id="page_87">{87}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_FLOWER" id="A_FLOWER"></a>A FLOWER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">In</span> all this world you are to me<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A flower, serene, alone;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A sight kind heaven lets me see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When I am deep in misery,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And hope of joy near flown.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You, like a bloom when woods are grey,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Arresting soul and mind,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With beauty bidding me to stay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And worship you with prayer and lay,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And ease for sorrow find.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Oh, flower of perfect loveliness,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Oh, bloom of spring’s fair day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What gentle joys do you impress<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Upon my soul, with happiness<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Which sweeps the clouds away!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_88" id="page_88">{88}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WHAT_WOULD_YOU_DO" id="WHAT_WOULD_YOU_DO"></a>WHAT WOULD YOU DO?</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4"><span class="smcap">What</span> would you do?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">If you loved me,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">As I love you.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If you in absence sad,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Longed for a moment’s joy—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My voice to make you glad—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Would you the time employ<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In going to your lad?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And whisper: “Mine alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Yes, I am thine, my own;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In all this busy world—we two—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You live for me, and I for you.”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">What would you do?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">If you loved me,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">As I love you.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">If you were far away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And hungered for a word,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just one—to brighten day;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Some message for a bird<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To carry, would you say?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">“My lover, mine alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Yes, I am thine, my own;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In all this busy world—just two—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You live for me, and I for you.”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_89" id="page_89">{89}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HER_SOULS_SWEET_HEART" id="HER_SOULS_SWEET_HEART"></a>HER SOUL’S SWEET HEART</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">It</span> is the heart within the soul of her<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That shines, and sets her lily face aglow.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Turning to rosy blush the velvet snow,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To make the pearly morn look far less fair!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It is her soul’s sweet heart that makes her eyes<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The envied of the stars, when glances bright<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Mount up and gleam from her kind orbs at night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And spread celestial fire across the skies!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">No heart of flesh and blood could glorify<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A form divine, and make so sweet a face<br /></span> -<span class="i4">As that which smiles in pity from above—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Her spirit ’tis, which beats mysteriously,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And gives her every action heaven’s grace,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And wins my human heart to God-like love!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_90" id="page_90">{90}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="I_LOVE_YOU_SO" id="I_LOVE_YOU_SO"></a>I LOVE YOU SO!</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4"><span class="smcap">I love</span> you so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What sacrifice is meet<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That I should make, my sweet,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">That I might show<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My love in some rich way,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To brighten all your day?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To keep from strife<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Our years of love, dear wife?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">I love you so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My life is naught to me—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of use to none but thee—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Oh, that you know!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet would its end once bring<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You joy, how could I cling<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To it, and bear<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The thought it brought you care?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">I love you so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There is no death I fear<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To save you pain, my dear.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">For death I owe<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To love, for your sweet grace!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Loved vision of your face<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Rest in my eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When death takes my last sighs.<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_91" id="page_91">{91}</a></span><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i4">I love you so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My own, my precious mate,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I fear not any fate—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">No pain, no woe—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So long as I may die<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beneath the smiling sky.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Your eyes for me<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make heaven’s canopy!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_92" id="page_92">{92}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="LOVES_LAST_QUEST" id="LOVES_LAST_QUEST"></a>LOVE’S LAST QUEST</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">She</span> came to me, a messenger of spring,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Borne on the wings of ecstasy, and joy<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Flowed o’er me like a sunburst’s splendid ray.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My silent soul was moved again to sing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My saddened mind was purged of its alloy—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She led me up from cheerless night to day.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She came, a vision of delights I dreamed<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When all the world of wonder moved my heart;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She brought fair prospects to my fading sight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And proved that life was dearer than it seemed;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She led me back to rosy realms of art—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She, sweet embodiment of art’s delight!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She came, and changed the purpose of the years;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With grace she gave long days of peace to me.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her gift—the jewel of her love she gave,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A glory and a passion without peers;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As full of splendour as the orient sea,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where pearls of heaven rest beneath the wave.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She came, and shed her gentle loveliness<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Upon me, trembling ’neath her spell sublime,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And chose me for her loving mate; to know<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_93" id="page_93">{93}</a></span><br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her worth, and find in her love’s happiness;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She came, and made a wondrous dream divine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her beauty and her rapture all aglow.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Blest vision of the dream youth sought in vain;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sweet chalice, where commingled rest all aims;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Enchanting mystery of love’s last quest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What can I offer thee that thou would’st deign<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Commensurate (all that the world acclaims<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Most precious things) with those rich gifts—the best—<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The rarest love, thou didst bestow on me?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">There’s naught in all the stores of earth to find<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To give in just return—no star above!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Save what thou’st made—my own deep love for thee—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A heart and soul renewed, a richer mind—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My life’s devotion and a deathless love!<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_94" id="page_94">{94}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="CONSECRATION" id="CONSECRATION"></a>CONSECRATION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">What</span> shall I do for thee, my love?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What glory can I win?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What aim is there too high for me?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What strife to conquer in?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To thee, my love, whate’er befall,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I give my life, my soul, my all.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No joy, no pleasure shall I seek,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In which you have no share;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All pain and sorrow I shall keep<br /></span> -<span class="i2">From you, and I shall care<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For every hour in which you live,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As ’twere the last that God would give.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Your worshiper receive with joy.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My happy lips now seal,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So all my thought and words may be<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For thee. 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