In the shadow of headlands bold and steep;But some gracious spirit has taken the cupOf the crystal sky and filled it upWith rosy wine, and in it afarHas dissolved the pearl of the morning star.The girdling hills with the night-mist coldIn purple raiment are hooded and stoledAnd smit on the brows with fire and gold;And…
Before us the sun will rise, deep-purpling headland and islet,It is well to meet him thus, with the life astir in our veins!The wakening birds will sing for us in the woods wind-shaken,And the solitude of the hills will be broken by hymns to the light,As we sweep past drowsing hamlets, still feathered by dreams…
And dances with the diamond rills;The ambrosial wind but faintly stirsThe silken, beaded gossamers;In the wide valleys, lone and fair,Lyrics are piped from limpid air,And, far above, the pine trees freeVoice ancient lore of sky and sea.Come, let us fill our hearts straightwayWith hope and courage of the day.IINoon, hiving sweets of sun and flower,Has…
And shadows are stealing across the snows;From the mystic gloom of the pineland alleys.Glamour of mingled night and dayOver the wide, white world has sway,And through their prisoning azure bars,Gaze the calm, cold eyes of the early stars.But here, in this long, low-raftered room,Where the blood-red light is crouching and leaping,The fire that colors the…
The charm of story, the artist’s glory,To-day on these silvering hills is mine;On height, in hollow, where’er I follow,By mellow hillside and searing sod,Its plumes uplifting, in light winds drifting,I see the glimmer of golden-rod.In this latest comer the vanished summerHas left its sunshine the world to cheer,And bids us remember in late SeptemberWhat beauty…
Give me my freedom and the burning stars,The hollow sky, and crags of moonlit cloud!Once I might range across the trackless plain,And roar with joy, until the desert airAnd wide horizons echoed it amain:I feared no foe, for I was monarch there!I saw my shadow on the parching sand,When the hot sun had kissed the…
And there is haunted starlight on the flowOf immemorial sea.I am alone and need no more pretendLaughter or smile to hide a hungry heart;I walk with solitude as with a friendEnfolded and apart.We tread an eerie road across the moorWhere shadows weave upon their ghostly looms,And winds sing an old lyric that might lureSad queens…
Across a bare and russet plainWhere wild winds whistle vagrantly;I know that many a fairer pathWith lure of song and bloom may woo,But oh ! I love this lonely strathBecause it is so full of you.Here we have walked in elder years,And here your truest memories wait,This spot is sacred to your tears,That to your…
A beacon on the coast of night,Shines out a calm, white evening star;But your deep eyes, my ‘longshore lass,Are brighter, clearer far.The glory of the sunset pastStill gleams upon the water there,But all its splendor cannot matchThe wind-blown brightness of your hair;Not any sea-maid’s floating locksOf gold are half so fair.The waves are whispering to…
For no small thing must I wander afarFrom the tender arms and lips of my brideMy love with eyes like the glowing starIn the twilight sky apart.Coulds’t thou have seen Him standing thereEre the day was born,With the mild high look that was like a prayer,Thou woulds’t not marvel that I must leave allI hold…
