How shall we give full measure of acclaimTo thy sharp labour, thy immortal reaping?For though we sowed with doubtful hands, half sleeping,Thou in thy vivid pride hast reaped a nation,And brought it in with shouts and exultation,With drums and trumpets, with flags flashing and leaping.Let us bring pungent wreaths of balsam, and tenderTendrils of wild-flowers,…
Hardly a lass would think to wearA fine silken gown:But love is had by grievingBy choosing and by leaving,And there’s no one now to ask meIf heavy lies my heart.O if love were had for a deep wishIn the deadness of the night,There’d be a truce to longingBetween the dusk and the light:But love is…
Who, in his prime, a herd of antelopeFrom sunrise, without rest, a hundred milesDrove through rank prairie, loping like a wolf,Tired them and slew them, ere the sun went down.Akoose, in his old age, blind from the smokeOf tepees and the sharp snow light, aloneWith his great grandchildren, withered and spent,Crept in the warm sun…
Sway the blossoms clustered light,Then blow over to me.Wind, you are sometimes strong and great,You frighten the ships at sea,Now come floating your delicate freightOut of the lilac tree,Wind you must waver a gossamer sailTo ferry a scent so light,Will you carry my love a message as frailThrough the hawk-haunted night?For my heart is sometimes…
Those we have loved the dearest,The bravest and the best,Are summoned from the battleTo their eternal rest;There they endure the silence,Here we endure the pain—He that bestows the ValorValor resumes again.O, Master of all Being,Donor of Day and Night,Of Passion and of Beauty,Of Sorrow and Delight,Thou gav’st them the full treasureOf that heroic blend—The Pride,…
But never moreThrough the closed door,Shall the one that I loved bestReturn to me:A salt tear is the sea,All earth’s air is a sigh,But they never can mourn for meWith my heart’s cry,For the one that I loved bestWho caressed me with her eyes,And every morning came to me,With the beauty of sunrise,Who was health…
Flattering the soul to dream of old renowns;The first clear silver on the mountain crestWhere the lone eagle by his chilly nestCalled the lone soul to brood serenely free;Still pools of sunlight shimmering in the sea,Calm after storm, wherein the storm seemed blest.But here a peace deeper than peace is furled,Enshrined and chaliced from the…
That drop with the wind away;A flood of sunlight rolls,In a tide of shallow light,Gold on the land and whiteOn the water, dim and warm in the wood;Then it is gone, and the wanClear of the shadeCovers fields and barren and glade.The peace of labor done,Is wide in the gracious earth;The harvest is won;Past are…
What though his voice be lost in the light,The light comes dropping from his wings.Mount, my soul, and sing at the heightOf thy clear flight in the light and the air,Heard or unheard in the night in the lightSing there! Sing there!
Mist in the night,True to the messaging,Dreamful and presagingVapour and light.Ghostly and chill it is,Pallid and still it is,Sudden uprist;What is there tragical,Moving or magical,Hid in the mist?Millions of essences,Fairy-like presencesFormless as yet;Light-riven spangles,Crystalline tanglesFloating unset.Frost will come shepherdingNowise enjeopardingFrondage or flower;Just a degree of it,Nought can we see of itOnly its power.Earth like a…
