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(Thomas Samuel) +Jones</h1> +<pre> +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "http://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: The Rose-Jar</p> +<p>Author: Thomas S. (Thomas Samuel) Jones</p> +<p>Release Date: January 4, 2009 [eBook #27700]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE ROSE-JAR***</p> +<p> </p> +<!-- Transcriber's Note: There are 2 places for illustrations, starting with "[Illustration" I did not have decent versions to put with this file, but if someone one day finds them, the places are marked. --> +<h3 class="pg">E-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, Barbara Tozier,<br /> + and the<br /> + Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team<br /> + (http://www.pgdp.net)</h3> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p> </p> + +<div id="title_page" class="page"><a class="pagenum disguise" id="page1" title="1"> </a> + <h1 id="book-title">The Rose-Jar</h1> + + <p id="author">Thomas S. Jones, Jr.</p> + + <p>Author of <cite>The Path o’ Dreams</cite>, etc.</p> + + <div class="illo"> + <!-- [Illustration] --> + </div> + <p> </p> + + <p id="pub-location">Clinton, New York</p> + + <p id="publisher">GEORGE WILLIAM BROWNING</p> +</div> + +<div id="copyright_page" class="page"><a class="pagenum disguise" id="page2" title="2"> </a> + <p class="cen" id="rights_statement">Copyrighted 1906 by Thomas S. Jones, Jr.</p> + + <p>The author desires to thank the editors of Appleton’s + Magazine, Everybody’s Magazine, Lippincott’s Magazine, + The New York Times, The Smart Set, and + the other publications in which the verses in this collection + originally appeared, for their kind permission + to reprint.</p> +</div> + +<div id="edition" class="page"> + <p><a class="pagenum disguise" id="page3" title="3"> </a>This Edition of <cite>The Rose-Jar</cite> Printed by + George William Browning at Clinton New + York during the Summer of 1906 consists + of Three Hundred copies on Deckle-Edged + Paper, with Twelve additional copies on + Imperial Japan Vellum (Insetsu Kioku).</p> + + + <p class="cen">NUMBER 258</p> + + <div class="illo"> + <!-- [Illustration: HW: Thomas S. Jones] --> + </div> + +</div> + +<!-- <a class="pagenum disguise" id="page4" title="4"> </a>[Blank Page] --> + +<p id="dedication" class="page"><a class="pagenum disguise" id="page5" title="5"> </a>To the Memory of My Mother</p> + +<!-- <a class="pagenum disguise" id="page6" title="6"> </a>[Blank Page] --> + +<div id="contents"> +<h2 class="title"><a class="pagenum disguise" id="page7" title="7"> </a>CONTENTS</h2> + +<ol> + <li><a href="#poem-01">As in a Rose-Jar</a> <a href="#page11" class="toc_page">11</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-02">The Island</a> <a href="#page12" class="toc_page">12</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-03">You and I</a> <a href="#page13" class="toc_page">13</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-04">A Ballade of Old Romance</a> <a href="#page14" class="toc_page">14</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-05">A Voice from the Far Away</a> <a href="#page16" class="toc_page">16</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-06">April</a> <a href="#page17" class="toc_page">17</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-07">A Yesterday</a> <a href="#page18" class="toc_page">18</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-08">Violets</a> <a href="#page19" class="toc_page">19</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-09">A Song of Life</a> <a href="#page20" class="toc_page">20</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-10">As a Still Brook</a> <a href="#page21" class="toc_page">21</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-11">At the Window</a> <a href="#page22" class="toc_page">22</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-12">A Sea Spell</a> <a href="#page23" class="toc_page">23</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-13">The Silent Country</a> <a href="#page24" class="toc_page">24</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-14">The Sport of a God</a> <a href="#page25" class="toc_page">25</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-15">Remembrance</a> <a href="#page26" class="toc_page">26</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-16">In Days of Old</a> <a href="#page27" class="toc_page">27</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-17">We Once Built a House o’ Dreams</a> <a href="#page28" class="toc_page">28</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-18">A Song of the Way</a> <a href="#page29" class="toc_page">29</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-19">In Trinity Church-Yard at Sunset</a> <a href="#page30" class="toc_page">30</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-20">Where Cross-Roads Part</a> <a href="#page31" class="toc_page">31</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-21">Saida</a> <a href="#page32" class="toc_page">32</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-22">In Arcady</a> <a href="#page33" class="toc_page">33</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-23">The Summer Rain</a> <a href="#page34" class="toc_page">34</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-24">Impression</a> <a href="#page35" class="toc_page">35</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-25">Derelicts</a> <a href="#page36" class="toc_page">36</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-26">The End of the Day</a> <a href="#page38" class="toc_page">38</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-27">Tristesse</a> <a href="#page39" class="toc_page">39</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-28">Interlude</a> <a href="#page40" class="toc_page">40</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-29">To You, Dear Heart</a> <a href="#page41" class="toc_page">41</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-30">Twilight</a> <a href="#page42" class="toc_page">42</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-31">The Poet</a> <a href="#page43" class="toc_page">43</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-32">The Hunchback</a> <a href="#page44" class="toc_page">44</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-33">The Little Ghosts</a> <a href="#page45" class="toc_page">45</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-34">I Know a Quiet Vale</a> <a href="#page46" class="toc_page">46</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-35">Song</a> <a href="#page47" class="toc_page">47</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-36">Immutability</a> <a href="#page48" class="toc_page">48</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-37">In the Fall o’ Year</a> <a href="#page49" class="toc_page">49</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-38">Love’s Song</a> <a href="#page50" class="toc_page">50</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-39">The Golden Hour</a> <a href="#page51" class="toc_page">51</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-40">The Dream-Way</a> <a href="#page52" class="toc_page">52</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-41">The Spirit of Autumn</a> <a href="#page53" class="toc_page">53</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-42">On the Long Road</a> <a href="#page54" class="toc_page">54</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-43">A Postlude</a> <a href="#page55" class="toc_page">55</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-44">An Old Song</a> <a href="#page56" class="toc_page">56</a></li> + <li><a href="#poem-45">Old Roses</a> <a href="#page57" class="toc_page">57</a></li> +</ol> +</div> + +<!-- <a class="pagenum disguise" id="page8" title="8"> </a>[Blank Page] --> + +<p id="half-title" class="page"><a class="pagenum disguise" id="page9" title="9"> </a>The Rose-Jar</p> + +<!-- <a class="pagenum disguise" id="page10" title="10"> </a>[Blank Page] --> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-01"><a class="pagenum" id="page11" title="11"> </a>As in a Rose-Jar</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>As in a rose-jar filled with petals sweet</p> + <p class="i2">Blown long ago in some old garden place,</p> + <p class="i2">Mayhap, where you and I, a little space,</p> + <p>Drank deep of love and knew that love was fleet—</p> + <p>Or leaves once gathered from a lost retreat</p> + <p class="i2">By one who never will again retrace</p> + <p class="i2">Her silent footsteps—one, whose gentle face</p> + <p>Was fairer than the roses at her feet;</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>So, deep within the vase of memory,</p> + <p class="i2">I keep my dust of roses fresh and dear</p> + <p class="i4">As in the days before I knew the smart</p> + <p>Of time and death. Nor aught can take from me</p> + <p class="i2">The haunting fragrance that still lingers here—</p> + <p class="i4">As in a rose-jar, so within my heart!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-02"><a class="pagenum" id="page12" title="12"> </a>The Island</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>There is an island in the silent sea,</p> + <p>Whose marge the wistful waves lap listlessly—</p> + <p>An isle of rest for those who used to be.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>For ne’er an echo wakes that towering wall,</p> + <p>Whose blackened crags answer none other call</p> + <p>Save the lone ocean’s rhythmic rise and fall.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Only the song the sea sings as she laves</p> + <p>That sleep-bound shore with sad caressing waves,</p> + <p>The while the dead sleep sweeter in their graves.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>’Tis oh! so still they sleep within each tomb,</p> + <p>Cool in long shadows of the cypress gloom,</p> + <p>Breathing in death the moon-flower’s rank perfume.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>They know not when slow barges on the mere</p> + <p>Enter the portals of that place austere—</p> + <p>Enter and so forever disappear!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And in this island of a silent sea,</p> + <p>Whose marge e’er wistful waves lap listlessly,</p> + <p>Is rest,—is peace for all eternity.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-03"><a class="pagenum" id="page13" title="13"> </a>You and I</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Over the hills where the pine-trees grow,</p> + <p class="i2">With a laugh to answer the wind at play.</p> + <p>Why do I laugh? I do not know,</p> + <p class="i2">But you and I once passed this way.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Down in the hollow now white with snow</p> + <p class="i2">My heart is singing a song today.</p> + <p>Why do I sing? I do not know,</p> + <p class="i2">But you and I were here in May.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-04"><a class="pagenum" id="page14" title="14"> </a>A Ballade of Old Romance</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>When April spreads her mantle green</p> + <p class="i2">Across the pasture-lands of snow,</p> + <p>And Spring’s first scarlet breasts are seen</p> + <p class="i2">Where treetops rustle to and fro;</p> + <p class="i2">Then come fair fragrant dreams as though</p> + <p>Our lightest fancy to entrance</p> + <p class="i2">And paint us what we fain would know</p> + <p>Adown the lanes of Old Romance.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Anon, we see the golden sheen</p> + <p class="i2">Of burnished mail the sunbeams throw,</p> + <p>Flashing the poplars tall between,</p> + <p class="i2">As knights ride by to meet the foe;</p> + <p class="i2">Or, mayhap, shepherd lads who blow</p> + <p>On slender pipes, a pastoral dance—</p> + <p class="i2">Ah, strong were they in weal and woe</p> + <p>Adown the lanes of Old Romance!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p><a class="pagenum" id="page15" title="15"> </a>But now the vast years intervene,</p> + <p class="i2">The fountain long has ceased its flow,</p> + <p>And silence rules the lone demesne</p> + <p class="i2">That once held such a goodly show;</p> + <p class="i2">Yet time, at least, does this bestow</p> + <p>Nor leave the best to fleeting chance—</p> + <p class="i2">They live again in fancy’s glow</p> + <p>Adown the lanes of Old Romance.</p> + </div> + + <p class="cen">ENVOY</p> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Sweet, still for us some blossoms grow</p> + <p class="i2">From out that dim and dear expanse—</p> + <p>Come, take my hand and we shall go</p> + <p class="i2">Adown the lanes of Old Romance!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-05"><a class="pagenum" id="page16" title="16"> </a>A Voice From the Far Away</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>I heard a voice from the far away</p> + <p class="i2">Softly say this to me—</p> + <p>“You will find the heart of the world some day</p> + <p class="i2">And the why of the things that be;</p> + <p>You will see the grief of the yea and nay</p> + <p class="i2">And the price of frailty.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>“And upon your lute you will weave a theme</p> + <p class="i2">Which the world will harken and know;</p> + <p>For every note of the song will teem</p> + <p class="i2">With a great soul’s overflow—</p> + <p>You will speak the meaning within a dream</p> + <p class="i2">And the pain in the afterglow.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>“But for all of this there’s a price—</p> + <p class="i2">’Tis the price of minstrelsy—</p> + <p>You will never have of the things you play,</p> + <p class="i2">Sad singer of poetry,</p> + <p>And throughout your life you will go for aye,</p> + <p class="i2">Heart-hungry and silently!”</p> + <p>I heard a voice from the far away</p> + <p class="i2">Softly say this to me.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-06"><a class="pagenum" id="page17" title="17"> </a>April</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Throughout the vale again Narcissus cries</p> + <p class="i2">And Echo answers from her dark retreat,</p> + <p class="i2">While Zephyr heavy-laden with the sweet,</p> + <p>Fresh scent of blooms across the pasture hies;</p> + <p>Above, the blueness of the April skies,</p> + <p class="i2">Matched by the lure unto the wandering feet</p> + <p class="i2">That e’er must go ere Spring could be complete</p> + <p>To the green wood where laughing Eros lies.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>O April lover, hear the pipes that call,</p> + <p class="i2">The pipes of Pan a-blowing lustily,</p> + <p class="i4">They call to you and me, and he who hears</p> + <p>Must ever after be Young April’s thrall—</p> + <p class="i2">So, faring thus together, we shall see</p> + <p class="i4">The Islands of the Blest between the Spheres!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-07"><a class="pagenum" id="page18" title="18"> </a>A Yesterday</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>I held you in my arms—so happy I,</p> + <p>Who quite forgot the while that moments fly;</p> + <p>Nor ever dreamed that they could pass away,</p> + <p class="i4">Till it was yesterday.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yet, just because that hour was long ago</p> + <p>And seems to me so near—well, this I know</p> + <p>That sometime I shall clasp your hand and say:</p> + <p class="i4">Was there a yesterday?</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-08"><a class="pagenum" id="page19" title="19"> </a>Violets</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>’Twas just at sundown, when the leaves were wet</p> + <p class="i12">With evening dew,</p> + <p>Far in the fields where sky and violet</p> + <p class="i12">Blend rifts of blue—</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>But for a moment, deep among the flowers</p> + <p class="i12">And rain-sweet grass,</p> + <p>I saw her—loved her—and as April showers</p> + <p class="i12">Beheld her pass.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>O, the lone vastness of the afterglow,</p> + <p class="i12">Unknown before;</p> + <p>Shall e’er I see that face where violets grow,</p> + <p class="i12">Perchance, once more!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yet no one comes save night, with wild regrets</p> + <p class="i12">And silent pain—</p> + <p>Only sometimes the scent of violets</p> + <p class="i12">On wind-blown rain.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-09"><a class="pagenum" id="page20" title="20"> </a>A Song of Life</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i6"><em>What if the song is sung, I say,</em></p> + <p class="i6"><em>As long as the song was sung!</em></p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Did we not meet with the blood’s best play</p> + <p>The lash of the winds and the rain that stung,</p> + <p>And the tang of the salty spray?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Did we not drink the last drop that clung</p> + <p>To the golden bowl with its glowing fire,</p> + <p>Yet so cool to our burning tongue?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Did we not love with a love entire</p> + <p>That made up for all and a world of clay</p> + <p>In a moment of wild desire?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i6"><em>What if the song is sung, I say,</em></p> + <p class="i6"><em>As long as the song was sung!</em></p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-10"><a class="pagenum" id="page21" title="21"> </a>As a Still Brook</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>As a still brook within the woodland’s green</p> + <p class="i2">Sings softly to itself the live-long day,</p> + <p class="i2">Unconscious of its gentle roundelay,</p> + <p>Its open purity and silver sheen—</p> + <p>Knowing not how in all that wild demesne,</p> + <p class="i2">Its music is a strain the angels play</p> + <p class="i2">And its fair face a jewel amid the gray,</p> + <p>Beshadowed places that it flows between;</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>So your dear love, a simple forest stream,</p> + <p class="i2">Bearing the wealth of all that life can hold,—</p> + <p class="i4">Nor ever dreaming of the worth that lies</p> + <p>Deep in your heart—why, you have made it seem</p> + <p class="i2">That every empty hour is wrought of gold</p> + <p class="i4">And this tear-sodden world, a Paradise!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-11"><a class="pagenum" id="page22" title="22"> </a>At the Window</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>I looked out of my window tall</p> + <p class="i2">And laughed to see the May,</p> + <p>For everything both great and small</p> + <p class="i2">Was on a holiday.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Then Love came by and laughed at me,</p> + <p class="i2">And I forgot the Spring—</p> + <p>Only I knew the ecstasy</p> + <p class="i2">Of madly listening.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And now the branches all again</p> + <p class="i2">Are red with vernal May,</p> + <p>But tears have dimmed the window-pane—</p> + <p class="i2">And no one comes my way.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-12"><a class="pagenum" id="page23" title="23"> </a>A Sea Spell</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>The sunset sea—a goblet thick inlaid</p> + <p class="i2">With jewels wrought in golden filigree,</p> + <p class="i2">An opal from some elfin treasury</p> + <p>Burning with fire and flashing every shade;</p> + <p>While round the dim horizon, wide displayed</p> + <p class="i2">The clouds pile up their largess tenderly</p> + <p class="i2">As if to clothe the beauty of the sea</p> + <p>In filmy gossamer and soft brocade.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And far away I think I almost hear</p> + <p class="i2">A horn’s faint echo through the dusk-hour’s veil</p> + <p class="i4">As in the happy, golden days of yore—</p> + <p>Mayhap, e’en now upon this magic mere</p> + <p class="i2">Frail shallops will flit by and mermaids pale</p> + <p class="i4">Will lure us back to fairy-land once more!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-13"><a class="pagenum" id="page24" title="24"> </a>The Silent Country</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Wave, wave sweet blooms of May and on your wings</p> + <p>Bear me away with drowsy winnowings</p> + <p>To some far twilight land where steals a stream</p> + <p>From out the cool and soundless groves of Dream.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>For in the Spring is such a bitter smart</p> + <p>Even the thought of it will break my heart,</p> + <p>So take me softly to a leafy bed</p> + <p>Where I shall dream and dream you are not dead!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-14"><a class="pagenum" id="page25" title="25"> </a>The Sport of a God</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Though they say Jove laughs at the lover’s vow—</p> + <p class="i2">At the lover’s vow that must break some day—</p> + <p class="i2">Still we smiled as we loved in a distant May</p> + <p>When the blooms were heavy upon the bough.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>O, the mocking difference of then and now!</p> + <p class="i2">It isn’t a thought that will make one gay,</p> + <p>Though they say Jove laughs at the lover’s vow—</p> + <p class="i2">At the lover’s vow that must break some day.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yet, perhaps, the god knows the best way how</p> + <p class="i2">To carry a mask when the feet are clay;</p> + <p class="i2">So I too shall laugh at the merry play,</p> + <p>For down in his heart there’s a knife, I trow,</p> + <p>Though they say Jove laughs at the lover’s vow.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-15"><a class="pagenum" id="page26" title="26"> </a>Remembrance</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Sweet rosemary within the lane</p> + <p class="i2">The while the day is warm and clear,</p> + <p>And ne’er a thought of bitter rain</p> + <p class="i2">Or the road-side sere.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>But there are flowers more dear to me</p> + <p class="i2">That time can never set apart—</p> + <p>The fragrant blooms of memory</p> + <p class="i2">That grow within the heart.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-16"><a class="pagenum" id="page27" title="27"> </a>In Days of Old</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Of all the ages’ gain, the ages’ loss,</p> + <p class="i2">A wealth of wonders and so much away—</p> + <p class="i2">When now hears one the woodland elves at play,</p> + <p>Or angry dryads where tall tree-tops toss.</p> + <p>No more they lightly tread the dewy moss</p> + <p class="i2">As danced they through cool haunts in ecstasy;</p> + <p class="i2">But rank and lost the paths in lone decay</p> + <p>Where fairy footsteps once were wont to cross.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>O, happy Greeks, who knew the gods so well,</p> + <p class="i2">To you I burn my sacrificial fire!</p> + <p class="i4">Again reveal the mystic hidden rune</p> + <p>Whereby to find the slopes of asphodel—</p> + <p class="i2">Ah, then to hear Apollo charm his lyre</p> + <p class="i4">And see Diana ’neath the sickle moon.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-17"><a class="pagenum" id="page28" title="28"> </a>We Once Built a House o’ Dreams</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>We once built a house o’ dreams</p> + <p class="i2">At the break o’ day</p> + <p>Made from out the first gold beams</p> + <p class="i2">On the sward astray.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Little did we think or care</p> + <p class="i2">’Twas not safe nor strong;</p> + <p>We were very happy there</p> + <p class="i2">And the day was long.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Now we leave our house o’ dreams,</p> + <p class="i2">Why, we do not know;</p> + <p>Only this—so strange it seems</p> + <p class="i2">And so hard to go!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-18"><a class="pagenum" id="page29" title="29"> </a>A Song of the Way</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Give me the road, the great broad road,</p> + <p class="i2">That wanders over the hill;</p> + <p>Give me a heart without a care</p> + <p class="i2">And a free, unfettered will—</p> + <p>Ah, thus to journey, thus to fare,</p> + <p class="i2">With only the skies to frown,</p> + <p>And happy I, if the ways but lie</p> + <p class="i2">Away, away from the town.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Give me the path, the wild-wood path</p> + <p class="i2">That wanders deep in a dell,</p> + <p>Where silence sleeps and sunbeams fain</p> + <p class="i2">Would waken the slumber spell—</p> + <p>For there the gods find the world again,</p> + <p class="i2">Immortals of ancient lore,</p> + <p>And time is gone, and a mad-glad faun</p> + <p class="i2">Knows the glades of Greece once more.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-19"><a class="pagenum" id="page30" title="30"> </a>In Trinity Church-Yard at Sunset</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>How still they sleep within the city moil</p> + <p class="i2">In their old church-yard with its sighing trees,</p> + <p class="i2">Where sometimes through the din a twilight breeze</p> + <p>Makes one forget the busy streets of toil;</p> + <p>But they have little thought of worldly spoil</p> + <p class="i2">Or the great gain of mortal victories,</p> + <p class="i2">Their hopes, their dreams, are cold and dead as these</p> + <p>Quaint, time-worn gravestones crumbling on the soil.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yet they once lived and struggled years ago;</p> + <p class="i2">Their hearts beat madly as these hearts of ours—</p> + <p class="i4">And now is all undone in dreamless rest?</p> + <p>See, a great city stands against the glow—</p> + <p class="i2">Their city, they who here beneath the flowers</p> + <p class="i4">Have known so long God’s gift of peace, most blest!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-20"><a class="pagenum" id="page31" title="31"> </a>Where Cross-Roads Part</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Glad roads of Spring—O lanes of laughing May</p> + <p>As fleeting as the shadow-clouds at play</p> + <p class="i2">With sunbeams rife upon the grassy green;</p> + <p class="i2">O golden lanes—through roads that lie between</p> + <p>Amid what darkened sweep lost I the way?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Or was’t the stripling Youth, whose roundelay</p> + <p>Awoke the echoes of the throbbing day</p> + <p class="i2">And changed to gladness all the world’s dull mien,</p> + <p class="i14">Glad roads of Spring?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Apart I stand, distraught with lone dismay,</p> + <p>No more Youth’s gladsome biddings to obey,</p> + <p class="i2">No more with him Love’s strewings lost to glean;</p> + <p class="i2">The hills of years now ever intervene,</p> + <p>And bid me say good-bye to you for aye,</p> + <p class="i14">Glad roads of Spring!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-21"><a class="pagenum" id="page32" title="32"> </a>Saida</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>We passed along the high-road, you and I,</p> + <p class="i2">Though I remember not the place nor when;</p> + <p>Only the wonder of your face, and then</p> + <p class="i12">That you passed by.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>But that was long ago, and I forget;</p> + <p class="i2">Perhaps ’twere better that I went alone,</p> + <p>You might not e’er have loved me had you known,</p> + <p class="i12">And yet, and yet—</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-22"><a class="pagenum" id="page33" title="33"> </a>In Arcady</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Although ’tis but a memory,</p> + <p>Still in the days of long ago</p> + <p>We tended sheep in Arcady.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Then were we both of fancy free</p> + <p>And laughing Youth had much to show,</p> + <p>Although ’tis but a memory.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Again the pasture lands we see</p> + <p>Where in the golden summer glow</p> + <p>We tended sheep in Arcady.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And hear the tender harmony</p> + <p>Of shepherd pipes that softly blow,</p> + <p>Although ’tis but a memory.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Nor thought of any end had we</p> + <p>As through the grasses to and fro</p> + <p>We tended sheep in Arcady.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>So, what if life now empty be,</p> + <p>Of all the past this do we know,</p> + <p>Although ’tis but a memory,</p> + <p>We tended sheep in Arcady!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-23"><a class="pagenum" id="page34" title="34"> </a>The Summer Rain</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>As one who listens to the summer rain</p> + <p class="i2">Against the roof when all the night is still,</p> + <p class="i2">Save for the wind beneath the window-sill,</p> + <p>Crooning its homely, comforting refrain,—</p> + <p>And listening feels that neither joy nor pain</p> + <p class="i2">Can trouble now—only the faint sweet thrill</p> + <p class="i2">Of drowsiness and peace and rest until</p> + <p>The barque glides softly into sleep’s domain;</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>So I, whose empty way leads wandering</p> + <p class="i2">Between high garden-walls that hide the sun,</p> + <p class="i4">Hear sometimes on the breeze a simple strain</p> + <p>Of an old song you once were wont to sing—</p> + <p class="i2">And then forgetting all, I seem as one</p> + <p class="i4">Who listens spell-bound to the summer rain.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-24"><a class="pagenum" id="page35" title="35"> </a>Impression</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>A little stone o’ercrept with moss,</p> + <p class="i2">And red wild roses flaunting by,</p> + <p class="i2">A wistful breeze that seems to sigh</p> + <p>Where the tall grasses toss.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>To sigh for one who went away,</p> + <p class="i2">Thus it is writ upon the stone—</p> + <p class="i2">Nothing can ever make atone</p> + <p>And tears shall fall for aye.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Oh, irony of human vow,</p> + <p class="i2">Even the stone is crumbling too,</p> + <p class="i2">And tears,—none save the evening dew,</p> + <p>For who remembers now?</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-25"><a class="pagenum" id="page36" title="36"> </a>Derelicts</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>A year, a year, and then to miss</p> + <p>That which was all in all for aye;</p> + <p>O Love as fleeting as your kiss,</p> + <p>O Love forever and a day,</p> + <p class="i8">To this.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>How such a change in one short year,</p> + <p>I cannot, cannot understand;</p> + <p>Oh, why to cast upon Love’s bier,</p> + <p>Whose name was written in the sand,</p> + <p class="i8">This tear?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Why, when the fields were red with May</p> + <p>When you and I together swore;</p> + <p>Is May so very far away,</p> + <p>Was all so different then, before</p> + <p class="i8">Today?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p><a class="pagenum" id="page37" title="37"> </a>And did the gods above then smile</p> + <p>When we believed that love would last,</p> + <p>Counting its heart-beats on the dial</p> + <p>Of hours that have too soon slipped past,</p> + <p class="i8">The while.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Two boats upon a sea of glass—</p> + <p>A little strength, a little trust;</p> + <p>Yet let the hand of Fate but pass,</p> + <p>Could they withstand the storm-cloud’s gust,</p> + <p class="i8">Alas!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>So, though not knowing, yet must I</p> + <p>Forget one day and feel no more</p> + <p>Your love, which dreamed not e’er to die.</p> + <p>Thank God for that—I close my door.</p> + <p class="i8">Good-bye.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-26"><a class="pagenum" id="page38" title="38"> </a>The End of the Day</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>The day is done and every hour is spent</p> + <p class="i2">And now it lies a-dying in the west,</p> + <p class="i2">Yet with what wonder those last moments blest</p> + <p>Crown all with the chaste kiss of sweet content;</p> + <p>For nature’s minstrels sing a carol pent</p> + <p class="i2">With the soft music of the spheres suppressed</p> + <p class="i2">In one great strain—the while upon night’s breast</p> + <p>The dying day sinks down in languishment.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And in those last faint breaths as ’twere in sooth</p> + <p class="i2">The halo of some saint, a glowing light</p> + <p class="i4">Of purest gold streams through the darkened sky,</p> + <p>A light more wondrous than the dawn of youth—</p> + <p class="i2">For ’tis a flame cleft out the veil of night</p> + <p class="i4">From that eternal dawn that ne’er can die!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-27"><a class="pagenum" id="page39" title="39"> </a>Tristesse</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <p>If you were not away</p> + <p>These trees, this south-wind and this dreary day</p> + <p>Would all be mad with joyous ecstasy;</p> + <p>But you are gone, so mourning they with me</p> + <p>Find bitter-sweet in idle fantasy.</p> + <p>How glad, how mad, how gay,</p> + <p>If you were not away!</p> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-28"><a class="pagenum" id="page40" title="40"> </a>Interlude</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Sometimes from out the rush of pulsing days,</p> + <p class="i2">These days whose poetry was lost in prose</p> + <p class="i2">So long ago, left desolate on those</p> + <p>Far childhood paths—yet, sometimes from the haze</p> + <p>Of half-forgotten years, fall on our ways</p> + <p class="i2">Now drear, a strain of song, a June-blown rose.</p> + <p class="i2">Ah, sweet, so sweet unto a heart that knows</p> + <p>The memory of once-remembered Mays!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Only a moment’s interlude, and yet</p> + <p class="i2">How the heart quaffs the draught that thrills and thrills</p> + <p class="i4">Its soul, finding again youth’s mysteries.</p> + <p>What matter if tomorrow we forget—</p> + <p class="i2">Today the stillness of the sun-lit hills</p> + <p class="i4">And the low drowsy hum of summer bees!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-29"><a class="pagenum" id="page41" title="41"> </a>To You, Dear Heart</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>To you, dear heart, whom I have never known</p> + <p class="i2">I sing my little songs all wonderingly</p> + <p>That sometime you may hear,—the sweet atone</p> + <p>For all the years and years of search alone—</p> + <p class="i2">That sometime you may hear and come to me.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>So on I go a-singing down my way</p> + <p class="i2">With ne’er a thought of all the journey past,</p> + <p>For this I know—that on one perfect day</p> + <p>When everything is, oh, so glad and gay,</p> + <p class="i2">You’ll hear and come and claim your own, at last.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-30"><a class="pagenum" id="page42" title="42"> </a>Twilight</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>When twilight falls and all the land is still,</p> + <p>The purple shadows steal across the hill,</p> + <p class="i2">And one lone star above a pine-tree’s crest</p> + <p class="i2">Shines ever brighter, while from out its nest</p> + <p>There breaks the low cry of the whip-poor-will.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And softly grows the ladened hush until</p> + <p>E’en winds list o’er the fields of daffodil</p> + <p class="i2">They all day wafted,—’tis so sweet to rest</p> + <p class="i10">When twilight falls.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Let not one drop of this rare nectar spill,</p> + <p>But with the beryl wine your goblet fill.</p> + <p class="i2">Drink with me, Love, the golden of the west,</p> + <p class="i2">For all is made for love and love is best,—</p> + <p>And, oh, the wonder of the moment’s thrill</p> + <p class="i10">When twilight falls!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-31"><a class="pagenum" id="page43" title="43"> </a>The Poet</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>For one great Queen who sits in majesty,</p> + <p class="i2">Untouched, austere, upon a golden throne,</p> + <p class="i2">The like whose loveliness was never known</p> + <p>Of ebony and rose and ivory,—</p> + <p>For her you weave a broidered tapestry,</p> + <p class="i2">Rife with rich stains of every color-tone</p> + <p class="i2">Inwrought; while she immovable as stone</p> + <p>But watches pitiless and silently.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yet, should this Queen of Beauty lift her arm</p> + <p class="i2">And take your broidered web,—ah, then the prize,</p> + <p class="i4">The vast reward of all the scars and shame,</p> + <p>For in the moment as a mystic charm</p> + <p class="i2">The cloth is changed to porphyry, and lies</p> + <p class="i4">Forever on her breast a frozen flame!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-32"><a class="pagenum" id="page44" title="44"> </a>The Hunchback</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>He never knew the golden thrall of youth,</p> + <p class="i2">The ringing step, the rumpled wind-tossed hair,</p> + <p>The reckless laugh untouched of pain or ruth,—</p> + <p class="i2">Youth without pity and without a care.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Not his the swift lithe strength that ever slays,</p> + <p class="i2">And in its joyous slaying doubly sweet,</p> + <p>Like some young god adown immortal ways,</p> + <p class="i2">Crushing the blossoms ’neath unheeding feet.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>A twisted back, a face year-scarred and grim,</p> + <p class="i2">A very mockery to love’s caress,</p> + <p>These were the only birthright given him,—</p> + <p class="i2">What should he know, except of ugliness?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>But in his fettered heart in longing pent</p> + <p class="i2">A wealth of tenderness and, stranger too,</p> + <p>Youth full of pity,—ah, the wonderment,—</p> + <p class="i2">He never knew, and yet how well he knew!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-33"><a class="pagenum" id="page45" title="45"> </a>The Little Ghosts</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Where are they gone, and do you know</p> + <p class="i2">If they come back at fall o’ dew,</p> + <p>The little ghosts of long ago,</p> + <p class="i2">That long ago were you?</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And all the songs that ne’er were sung,</p> + <p class="i2">And all the dreams that ne’er came true,</p> + <p>Like little children dying young,—</p> + <p class="i2">Do they come back to you?</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-34"><a class="pagenum" id="page46" title="46"> </a>I Know a Quiet Vale</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>I know a quiet vale where faint winds blow</p> + <p class="i2">The silver poplar branches all awry,</p> + <p class="i2">And ne’er another sound comes drifting by</p> + <p>Save where the stream’s cool waters softly flow;</p> + <p>Wild roses riot there and violets throw</p> + <p class="i2">Their perfume recklessly, the while on high</p> + <p class="i2">Great snowy clouds pillow the smiling sky</p> + <p>And cast frail shadows on the grass below.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>All is the same, the summer stillness dreams</p> + <p class="i2">In idleness across the sunny leas,</p> + <p>Until for very drowsiness it seems</p> + <p class="i2">The wind has gone to sleep within the trees—</p> + <p>Yet we once laughed at what the years might bring,</p> + <p>And now I am alone, remembering.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-35"><a class="pagenum" id="page47" title="47"> </a>Song</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Blurred is the moon in a yellow stain,</p> + <p class="i2">And the clouds are flying before the wind,</p> + <p>The leaves fall fast in a ghostly rain,—</p> + <p class="i4">Summer is left behind.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And left behind the long nights of June,</p> + <p class="i2">When the lights were soft in the waters’ shine—</p> + <p class="i2">Softer your lips when they first met mine—</p> + <p class="i4">Blurred is the Autumn moon.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p><em>Blurred is the moon in a yellow stain,</em></p> + <p><em>And oh, for the warmth of your arms again!</em></p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-36"><a class="pagenum" id="page48" title="48"> </a>Immutability</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Within your hands you hold the wealth of years,</p> + <p class="i2">Old Time,—yes, all the gold of yesterday,</p> + <p class="i2">All of love’s sunshine and the bitter gray</p> + <p>Of tears—oh, the great multitude of tears;</p> + <p>For everything is yours within the spheres</p> + <p class="i2">To give or take, or break, or keep for aye,</p> + <p class="i2">Nor heed you e’en one wild cry of dismay,</p> + <p>But gather on until all disappears.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yet love is sweet and we are not so old,</p> + <p class="i2">Nor did the gods mean us to separate.</p> + <p class="i4">O Time you cannot take my love from me,</p> + <p>Life has so much, so very much to hold</p> + <p class="i2">For each,—I must not dream it is too late</p> + <p class="i4">And that we’ll dwell no more in Arcady.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-37"><a class="pagenum" id="page49" title="49"> </a>In the Fall o’ Year</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>I went back an old-time lane</p> + <p class="i2">In the fall o’ year,</p> + <p>There was wind and bitter rain</p> + <p class="i2">And the leaves were sere.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Once the birds were lilting high</p> + <p class="i2">In a far-off May—</p> + <p>I remember, you and I</p> + <p class="i2">Were as glad as they.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>But the branches now are bare</p> + <p class="i2">And the lad you knew,</p> + <p>Long ago was buried there—</p> + <p class="i2">Long ago with you!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-38"><a class="pagenum" id="page50" title="50"> </a>Love’s Song</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2">If I had never known</p> + <p>How far would I have wandered wistfully alone,</p> + <p>Hearing no echo of that wondrous song</p> + <p class="i2">Whose music lingers long.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2">Beside whose sweetness pale</p> + <p>Even the soft notes of the nightingale,</p> + <p>Whose theme is wrought of laughter and of tears</p> + <p class="i2">From all the deathless years.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i2">Ah, better thus by far</p> + <p>To once have felt the barriers unbar,</p> + <p>And known the moment in a rapt surprise</p> + <p class="i2">The song of Paradise!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-39"><a class="pagenum" id="page51" title="51"> </a>The Golden Hour</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>The winds may blow, the sleet may dash the pane</p> + <p class="i2">And all our lonely road be clothed in gray,</p> + <p class="i2">Yet what care we how dark may be the way,</p> + <p>Or whether e’er we see the sun again;</p> + <p>On shall we journey through the stinging rain,</p> + <p class="i2">Our glad hearts beating to a roundelay</p> + <p class="i2">Learned long ago in one great, joyous day,</p> + <p>When we first knew we had not lived in vain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>We two have lived, we drank the ruddy wine</p> + <p class="i2">And felt the wonder of its burning kiss—</p> + <p class="i4">Let come what may there is no earthly power</p> + <p>Can take away that rapture, yours and mine.</p> + <p class="i2">Others may weep, who would give all for this,</p> + <p class="i4">To find what we have found—the golden hour!</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-40"><a class="pagenum" id="page52" title="52"> </a>The Dream-Way</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>It did not look so far, and yet, and yet,</p> + <p>The moments were so easy to forget,</p> + <p>For now without your hand to guide, it seems</p> + <p>I seek in vain to find a way of dreams.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>A moon-lit path between aspiring trees,</p> + <p>’Neath wind-blown leaves rustling in harmonies,</p> + <p>A little song that I may never sing—</p> + <p>But oh, the wondrous memory lingering.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And though I never may return until</p> + <p>I clasp your hand beyond these years, why still</p> + <p>There is one guide the path of life along—</p> + <p>A fleeting end of dream-remembered song.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-41"><a class="pagenum" id="page53" title="53"> </a>The Spirit of Autumn</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Where the winds low list and the leafless trees</p> + <p class="i2">Stand gaunt and gray ’gainst the sullen sky,</p> + <p>The naked boughs whisper melodies</p> + <p class="i2">Of Summer spent and of Spring gone by—</p> + <p>Of days once glad that are gone forever,</p> + <p>Of lips once true that will answer never,</p> + <p>Of life and love that are but as these</p> + <p class="i2">Dead leaves of Autumn grown withered and dry.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>But a spirit haunts in the moon’s pale glow</p> + <p class="i2">And all is changed as she sings a strain,</p> + <p>While the night winds hearken and lightly blow</p> + <p class="i2">Her loose-bound hair in a raven-rain—</p> + <p>And bear her song to the distant closes,</p> + <p>Where many a longing heart reposes,</p> + <p>Waking old love-dreams that overflow</p> + <p class="i2">In a rapturous joy and wistful pain.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Ah, that song ’tis sweet as the pipes of Pan,</p> + <p class="i2">Or faint lutes sounding in Arcady</p> + <p>Through the purple dawn,—yea, far sweeter than</p> + <p class="i2">The music that wafts from a Southern sea!</p> + <p>Beneath its spell the wastes bloom in flowers,</p> + <p>And back again come the vanished hours,</p> + <p>For she who sings to the soul of man</p> + <p class="i2">Is the Autumn spirit of memory.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-42"><a class="pagenum" id="page54" title="54"> </a>On The Long Road</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Ah, many were they then of yesterday,</p> + <p class="i2">Who bore me gifts of attar and of myrrh,</p> + <p class="i2">And leaves of roses delicate that were</p> + <p>Sprung from a garden-close in far Cathay;</p> + <p>While I, unheeding, let them pass their way</p> + <p class="i2">Nor cared for all the gifts they might confer,</p> + <p class="i2">Watching in vain for one dear loiterer,</p> + <p>Who never dreamed adown my path to stray.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And now out in the lonely road I stand,</p> + <p class="i2">Where echoes drearily the ceaseless tread</p> + <p class="i4">Of stranger footsteps, slow and burdensome—</p> + <p>I am forgot and empty is each hand,</p> + <p class="i2">Save for the dust of roses witherèd,</p> + <p class="i4">Yet still I wait for you who never come.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-43"><a class="pagenum" id="page55" title="55"> </a>A Postlude</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>If only in your life to live, might I</p> + <p class="i2">Perchance those broken chords with my own meet,</p> + <p>Though quite imperfect, yet but thus to try</p> + <p class="i12">Were oh, so wondrous sweet.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Not the broad high-roads which you would have trod,</p> + <p class="i2">A lonely wanderer these may not essay,</p> + <p>Still, spirit mine, the by-paths that I plod</p> + <p class="i12">Do lead the selfsame way.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And if a little part I should fulfil</p> + <p class="i2">Of those fair deeds which you hoped to pursue—</p> + <p>Oh, how content to walk the miles until</p> + <p class="i12">I reach my home and you.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-44"><a class="pagenum" id="page56" title="56"> </a>An Old Song</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Low blowing winds from out a midnight sky,</p> + <p class="i2">The falling embers and a kettle’s croon—</p> + <p>These three, but oh what sweeter lullaby</p> + <p class="i2">Ever awoke beneath the winter’s moon.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>We know of none the sweeter, you and I,</p> + <p class="i2">And oft we’ve heard together that old tune—</p> + <p>Low blowing winds from out a midnight sky,</p> + <p class="i2">The falling embers and a kettle’s croon.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<h2 class="title" id="poem-45"><a class="pagenum" id="page57" title="57"> </a>Old Roses</h2> + +<div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Spirit of old-time roses, when the glow</p> + <p class="i2">Of eventide steals softly through the trees</p> + <p class="i2">Like rosy petals falling, and the breeze</p> + <p>Grows hushed until it sings a love-song, low</p> + <p>And sweet and tender, then I seem to know</p> + <p class="i2">You too are somewhere near and watching these</p> + <p class="i2">Last wondrous sights of day—God’s mysteries</p> + <p>We used to watch together long ago.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>And, like a benediction, happiness</p> + <p class="i2">Fills all my soul, as if a wandering breath</p> + <p class="i4">From that high heaven had wafted down to me—</p> + <p>As if I felt again your dear caress</p> + <p class="i2">And knew you to be waiting e’er in death,</p> + <p class="i4">Crowned with the roses of eternity.</p> + </div> +</div> + +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p>***END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE ROSE-JAR***</p> +<p>******* This file should be named 27700-h.txt or 27700-h.zip *******</p> +<p>This and all associated files of various formats will be found in:<br /> +<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/2/7/7/0/27700">http://www.gutenberg.org/2/7/7/0/27700</a></p> +<p>Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be 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