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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 www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Low Tide on Grand Pré - A Book of Lyrics - -Author: Bliss Carman - -Release Date: January 3, 2018 [EBook #56300] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ *** - - - - -Produced by Larry B. Harrison and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This book was -produced from images made available by the HathiTrust -Digital Library.) - - - - - - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ - - - - - LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ: - A BOOK OF LYRICS: - BY - BLISS CARMAN - - [Illustration: logo] - - CHARLES L. WEBSTER AND COMPANY - PUBLISHERS NEW YORK MDCCCXCIII - - - - - COPYRIGHT, 1893, - BY BLISS CARMAN. - (_All rights reserved._) - - PRESS OF - JENKINS & MCCOWAN, - NEW YORK. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - The poems in this volume have been collected with reference to their -similarity of tone. They are variations on a single theme, more or less -aptly suggested by the title, _Low Tide on Grand Pré_. It seemed better -to bring together between the same covers only those pieces of work -which happened to be in the same key, rather than to publish a larger -book of more uncertain aim. - - B. C. - - _By Grand Pré, September, 1893._ - - - - - CONTENTS - - - PAGE - - LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ 11 - - WHY 15 - - THE UNRETURNING 18 - - A WINDFLOWER 19 - - IN LYRIC SEASON 21 - - THE PENSIONERS 23 - - AT THE VOICE OF A BIRD 27 - - WHEN THE GUELDER ROSES BLOOM 31 - - SEVEN THINGS 44 - - A SEA CHILD 47 - - PULVIS ET UMBRA 48 - - THROUGH THE TWILIGHT 61 - - CARNATIONS IN WINTER 63 - - A NORTHERN VIGIL 65 - - THE EAVESDROPPER 73 - - IN APPLE TIME 77 - - WANDERER 79 - - AFOOT 89 - - WAYFARING 94 - - THE END OF THE TRAIL 103 - - THE VAGABONDS 111 - - WHITHER 118 - - - - - TO - - S. M. C. - - _Spiritus haeres sit patriae quae tristia nescit._ - - - - - LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ - - - The sun goes down, and over all - These barren reaches by the tide - Such unelusive glories fall, - I almost dream they yet will bide - Until the coming of the tide. - - And yet I know that not for us, - By any ecstasy of dream, - He lingers to keep luminous - A little while the grievous stream, - Which frets, uncomforted of dream— - - A grievous stream, that to and fro - Athrough the fields of Acadie - Goes wandering, as if to know - Why one beloved face should be - So long from home and Acadie. - - Was it a year or lives ago - We took the grasses in our hands, - And caught the summer flying low - Over the waving meadow lands, - And held it there between our hands? - - The while the river at our feet— - A drowsy inland meadow stream— - At set of sun the after-heat - Made running gold, and in the gleam - We freed our birch upon the stream. - - There down along the elms at dusk - We lifted dripping blade to drift, - Through twilight scented fine like musk, - Where night and gloom awhile uplift, - Nor sunder soul and soul adrift. - - And that we took into our hands - Spirit of life or subtler thing— - Breathed on us there, and loosed the bands - Of death, and taught us, whispering, - The secret of some wonder-thing. - - Then all your face grew light, and seemed - To hold the shadow of the sun; - The evening faltered, and I deemed - That time was ripe, and years had done - Their wheeling underneath the sun. - - So all desire and all regret, - And fear and memory, were naught; - One to remember or forget - The keen delight our hands had caught; - Morrow and yesterday were naught. - - The night has fallen, and the tide.... - Now and again comes drifting home, - Across these aching barrens wide, - A sigh like driven wind or foam: - In grief the flood is bursting home. - - - - - WHY - - - For a name unknown, - Whose fame unblown - Sleeps in the hills - For ever and aye; - - For her who hears - The stir of the years - Go by on the wind - By night and day; - - And heeds no thing - Of the needs of spring, - Of autumn's wonder - Or winter's chill; - - For one who sees - The great sun freeze, - As he wanders a-cold - From hill to hill; - - And all her heart - Is a woven part - Of the flurry and drift - Of whirling snow; - - For the sake of two - Sad eyes and true, - And the old, old love - So long ago. - - - - - THE UNRETURNING - - - The old eternal spring once more - Comes back the sad eternal way, - With tender rosy light before - The going-out of day. - - The great white moon across my door - A shadow in the twilight stirs; - But now forever comes no more - That wondrous look of Hers. - - - - - A WINDFLOWER - - - Between the roadside and the wood, - Between the dawning and the dew, - A tiny flower before the sun, - Ephemeral in time, I grew. - - And there upon the trail of spring, - Not death nor love nor any name - Known among men in all their lands - Could blur the wild desire with shame. - - But down my dayspan of the year - The feet of straying winds came by; - And all my trembling soul was thrilled - To follow one lost mountain cry. - - And then my heart beat once and broke - To hear the sweeping rain forebode - Some ruin in the April world, - Between the woodside and the road. - - To-night can bring no healing now; - The calm of yesternight is gone; - Surely the wind is but the wind, - And I a broken waif thereon. - - - - - IN LYRIC SEASON - - - The lyric April time is forth - With lyric mornings, frost and sun; - From leaguers vast of night undone - Auroral mild new stars are born. - - And ever at the year's return, - Along the valleys gray with rime, - Thou leadest as of old, where time - Can naught but follow to thy sway. - - The trail is far through leagues of spring, - And long the quest to the white core - Of harvest quiet, yet once more - I gird me to the old unrest. - - I know I shall not ever meet - Thy still regard across the year, - And yet I know thou wilt draw near, - When the last hour of pain and loss - - Drifts out to slumber, and the deeps - Of nightfall feel God's hand unbar - His lyric April, star by star, - And the lost twilight land reveal. - - - - - THE PENSIONERS - - - We are the pensioners of Spring, - And take the largess of her hand - When vassal warder winds unbar - The wintry portals of her land; - - The lonely shadow-girdled winds, - Her seraph almoners, who keep - This little life in flesh and bone - With meagre portions of white sleep. - - Then all year through with starveling care - We go on some fool's idle quest, - And eat her bread and wine in thrall - To a fool's shame with blind unrest. - - Until her April train goes by, - And then because we are the kin - Of every hill flower on the hill - We must arise and walk therein. - - Because her heart as our own heart, - Knowing the same wild upward stir, - Beats joyward by eternal laws, - We must arise and go with her; - - Forget we are not where old joys - Return when dawns and dreams retire; - Make grief a phantom of regret, - And fate the henchman of desire; - - Divorce unreason from delight; - Learn how despair is uncontrol, - Failure the shadow of remorse, - And death a shudder of the soul. - - Yea, must we triumph when she leads. - A little rain before the sun, - A breath of wind on the road's dust, - The sound of trammeled brooks undone, - - Along red glinting willow stems - The year's white prime, on bank and stream - The haunting cadence of no song - And vivid wanderings of dream, - - A range of low blue hills, the far - First whitethroat's ecstasy unfurled: - And we are overlords of change, - In the glad morning of the world, - - Though we should fare as they whose life - Time takes within his hands to wring - Between the winter and the sea, - The weary pensioners of Spring. - - - - - AT THE VOICE OF A BIRD - - _Consurgent ad vocem volucris._ - - - Call to me, thrush, - When night grows dim, - When dreams unform - And death is far! - - When hoar dews flush - On dawn's rathe brim, - Wake me to hear - Thy wildwood charm, - - As a lone rush - Astir in the slim - White stream where sheer - Blue mornings are. - - Stir the keen hush - On twilight's rim - When my own star - Is white and clear. - - Fly low to brush - Mine eyelids grim, - Where sleep and storm - Will set their bar; - - For God shall crush - Spring balm for him, - Stark on his bier - Past fault or harm, - - Who once, as flush - Of day might skim - The dusk, afar - In sleep shall hear - - Thy song's cool rush - With joy rebrim - The world, and calm - The deep with cheer. - - Then, Heartsease, hush! - If sense grow dim, - Desire shall steer - Us home from far. - - - - - WHEN THE GUELDER ROSES BLOOM - - - When the Guelder roses bloom, - Love, the vagrant, wanders home. - - Love, that died so long ago, - As we deemed, in dark and snow, - - Comes back to the door again, - Guendolen, Guendolen. - - In his hands a few bright flowers, - Gathered in the earlier hours, - - Speedwell-blue, and poppy-red, - Withered in the sun and dead, - - With a history to each, - Are more eloquent than speech. - - In his eyes the welling tears - Plead against the lapse of years. - - And that mouth we knew so well, - Hath a pilgrim's tale to tell. - - Hear his litany again: - "Guendolen, Guendolen!" - - "No, love, no, thou art a ghost! - Love long since in night was lost. - - "Thou art but the shade of him, - For thine eyes are sad and dim." - - "Nay, but they will shine once more, - Glad and brighter than before, - - "If thou bring me but again - To my mother Guendolen! - - "These dark flowers are for thee, - Gathered by the lonely sea. - - "And these singing shells for her - Who first called me wanderer, - - "In whose beauty glad I grew, - When this weary life was new." - - Hear him raving! "It is I. - Love once born can never die." - - "Thou, poor love, thou art gone mad - With the hardships thou hast had. - - "True, it is the spring of year, - But thy mother is not here. - - "True, the Guelder roses bloom - As long since about this room, - - "Where thy blessed self was born - In the early golden morn - - "But the years are dead, good lack! - Ah, love, why hast thou come back, - - "Pleading at the door again, - 'Guendolen, Guendolen'?" - - When the Guelder roses bloom, - And the vernal stars resume - - Their old purple sweep and range, - I can hear a whisper strange - - As the wind gone daft again, - "Guendolen, Guendolen!" - - "When the Guelder roses blow, - Love that died so long ago, - - "Why wilt thou return so oft, - With that whisper sad and soft - - "On thy pleading lips again, - 'Guendolen, Guendolen'!" - - Still the Guelder roses bloom, - And the sunlight fills the room, - - Where love's shadow at the door - Falls upon the dusty floor. - - And his eyes are sad and grave - With the tenderness they crave, - - Seeing in the broken rhyme - The significance of time, - - Wondrous eyes that know not sin - From his brother death, wherein - - I can see thy look again, - Guendolen, Guendolen. - - And love with no more to say, - In this lovely world to-day - - Where the Guelder roses bloom, - Than the record on a tomb, - - Only moves his lips again, - "Guendolen, Guendolen!" - - Then he passes up the road - From this dwelling, where he bode - - In the by-gone years. And still, - As he mounts the sunset hill - - Where the Guelder roses blow - With their drifts of summer snow, - - I can hear him, like one dazed - At a phantom he has raised, - - Murmur o'er and o'er again, - "Guendolen, Guendolen!" - - And thus every year, I know, - When the Guelder roses blow, - - Love will wander by my door, - Till the spring returns no more; - - Till no more I can withstand, - But must rise and take his hand - - Through the countries of the night, - Where he walks by his own sight, - - To the mountains of a dawn - That has never yet come on, - - Out of this fair land of doom - Where the Guelder roses bloom, - - Till I come to thee again, - Guendolen, Guendolen. - - - - - SEVEN THINGS - - - The fields of earth are sown - From the hand of the striding rain, - And kernels of joy are strewn - Abroad for the harrow of pain. - - - I. - - The first song-sparrow brown - That wakes the earliest spring, - When time and fear sink down, - And death is a fabled thing. - - - II. - - The stealing of that first dawn - Over the rosy brow, - When thy soul said, "World, fare on, - For Heaven is here and now!" - - - III. - - The crimson shield of the sun - On the wall of this House of Doom, - With the garb of war undone - At last in the narrow room. - - - IV. - - A heart that abides to the end, - As the hills for sureness and peace, - And is neither weary to wend - Nor reluctant at last of release. - - - V. - - Thy mother's cradle croon - To haunt thee over the deep, - Out of the land of Boon - Into the land of Sleep. - - - VI. - - The sound of the sea in storm, - Hearing its captain cry, - When the wild, white riders form, - And the Ride to the Dark draws nigh. - - - VII. - - But last and best, the urge - Of the great world's desire, - Whose being from core to verge - Only attains to aspire. - - - - - A SEA CHILD - - - The lover of child Marjory - Had one white hour of life brim full; - Now the old nurse, the rocking sea, - Hath him to lull. - - The daughter of child Marjory - Hath in her veins, to beat and run, - The glad indomitable sea, - The strong white sun. - - - - - PULVIS ET UMBRA - - - There is dust upon my fingers, - Pale gray dust of beaten wings, - Where a great moth came and settled - From the night's blown winnowings. - - Harvest with her low red planets - Wheeling over Arrochar; - And the lonely hopeless calling - Of the bell-buoy on the bar, - - Where the sea with her old secret - Moves in sleep and cannot rest. - From that dark beyond my doorway, - Silent the unbidden guest - - Came and tarried, fearless, gentle, - Vagrant of the starlit gloom, - One frail waif of beauty fronting - Immortality and doom; - - Through the chambers of the twilight - Roaming from the vast outland, - Resting for a thousand heart-beats - In the hollow of my hand. - - "Did the volley of a thrush-song - Lodge among some leaves and dew - Hillward, then across the gloaming - This dark mottled thing was you? - - "Or is my mute guest whose coming - So unheralded befell - From the border wilds of dreamland, - Only whimsy Ariel, - - "Gleaning with the wind, in furrows - Lonelier than dawn to reap, - Dust and shadow and forgetting, - Frost and reverie and sleep? - - "In the hush when Cleopatra - Felt the darkness reel and cease, - Was thy soul a wan blue lotus - Laid upon her lips for peace? - - "And through all the years that wayward - Passion in one mortal breath, - Making thee a thing of silence, - Made thee as the lords of death? - - "Or did goblin men contrive thee - In the forges of the hills - Out of thistle-drift and sundown - Lost amid their tawny rills, - - "Every atom on their anvil - Beaten fine and bolted home, - Every quiver wrought to cadence - From the rapture of a gnome? - - "Then the lonely mountain wood-wind, - Straying up from dale to dale, - Gave thee spirit, free forever, - Thou immortal and so frail! - - "Surely thou art not that sun-bright - Psyche, hoar with age, and hurled - On the northern shore of Lethe, - To this wan Auroral world! - - "Ghost of Psyche, uncompanioned, - Are the yester-years all done? - Have the oars of Charon ferried - All thy playmates from the sun? - - "In thy wings the beat and breathing - Of the wind of life abides, - And the night whose sea-gray cohorts - Swing the stars up with the tides. - - "Did they once make sail and wander - Through the trembling harvest sky, - Where the silent Northern streamers - Change and rest not till they die? - - "Or from clouds that tent and people - The blue firmamental waste, - Did they learn the noiseless secret - Of eternity's unhaste? - - "Where learned they to rove and loiter, - By the margin of what sea? - Was it with outworn Demeter, - Searching for Persephone? - - "Or did that girl-queen behold thee - In the fields of moveless air? - Did these wings which break no whisper - Brush the poppies in her hair? - - "Is it thence they wear the pulvil— - Ash of ruined days and sleep, - And the two great orbs of splendid - Melting sable deep on deep! - - "Pilot of the shadow people, - Steering whither by what star - Hast thou come to hapless port here, - Thou gray ghost of Arrochar?" - - For man walks the world with mourning - Down to death, and leaves no trace, - With the dust upon his forehead, - And the shadow in his face. - - Pillared dust and fleeing shadow - As the roadside wind goes by, - And the fourscore years that vanish - In the twinkling of an eye. - - Beauty, the fine frosty trace-work - Of some breath upon the pane; - Spirit, the keen wintry moonlight - Flashed thereon to fade again. - - Beauty, the white clouds a-building - When God said and it was done; - Spirit, the sheer brooding rapture - Where no mid-day brooks no sun. - - So. And here, the open casement - Where my fellow-mate goes free; - Eastward, the untrodden star-road - And the long wind on the sea. - - What's to hinder but I follow - This my gypsy guide afar, - When the bugle rouses slumber - Sounding taps on Arrochar? - - "Where, my brother, wends the by-way, - To what bourne beneath what sun, - Thou and I are set to travel - Till the shifting dream be done? - - "Comrade of the dusk, forever - I pursue the endless way - Of the dust and shadew kindred, - Thou art perfect for a day. - - "Yet from beauty marred and broken, - Joy and memory and tears, - I shall crush the clearer honey - In the harvest of the years. - - "Thou art faultless as a flower - Wrought of sun and wind and snow, - I survive the fault and failure. - The wise Fates will have it so. - - "For man walks the world in twilight, - But the morn shall wipe all trace - Of the dust from off his forehead, - And the shadow from his face. - - "Cheer thee on, my tidings-bearer! - All the valor of the North - Mounts as soul from flesh escaping - Through the night, and bids thee forth. - - "Go, and when thou hast discovered - Her whose dark eyes match thy wings, - Bid that lyric heart beat lighter - For the joy thy beauty brings." - - Then I leaned far out and lifted - My light guest up, and bade speed - On the trail where no one tarries - That wayfarer few will heed. - - Pale gray dust upon my fingers; - And from this my cabined room - The white soul of eager message - Racing seaward in the gloom. - - Far off shore, the sweet low calling - Of the bell-buoy on the bar, - Warning night of dawn and ruin - Lonelily on Arrochar. - - - - - THROUGH THE TWILIGHT - - - The red vines bar my window way; - The Autumn sleeps beside his fire, - For he has sent this fleet-foot day - A year's march back to bring to me - One face whose smile is my desire, - Its light my star. - - Surely you will come near and speak, - This calm of death from the day to sever! - And so I shall draw down your cheek - Close to my face—So close!—and know - God's hand between our hands forever - Will set no bar. - - Before the dusk falls—even now - I know your step along the gravel, - And catch your quiet poise of brow, - And wait so long till you turn the latch! - Is the way so hard you had to travel? - Is the land so far? - - The dark has shut your eyes from mine, - But in this hush of brooding weather - A gleam on twilight's gathering line - Has riven the barriers of dream: - Soul of my soul, we are together - As the angels are! - - - - - CARNATIONS IN WINTER - - - Your carmine flakes of bloom to-night - The fire of wintry sunsets hold; - Again in dreams you burn to light - A far Canadian garden old. - - The blue north summer over it - Is bland with long ethereal days; - The gleaming martins wheel and flit - Where breaks your sun down orient ways. - - There, when the gradual twilight falls, - Through quietudes of dusk afar, - Hermit antiphonal hermit calls - From hills below the first pale star. - - Then in your passionate love's foredoom - Once more your spirit stirs the air, - And you are lifted through the gloom - To warm the coils of her dark hair. - - - - - A NORTHERN VIGIL - - - Here by the gray north sea, - In the wintry heart of the wild, - Comes the old dream of thee, - Guendolen, mistress and child. - - The heart of the forest grieves - In the drift against my door; - A voice is under the eaves, - A footfall on the floor. - - Threshold, mirror and hall, - Vacant and strangely aware, - Wait for their soul's recall - With the dumb expectant air. - - Here when the smouldering west - Burns down into the sea, - I take no heed of rest - And keep the watch for thee. - - I sit by the fire and hear - The restless wind go by, - On the long dirge and drear, - Under the low bleak sky. - - When day puts out to sea - And night makes in for land, - There is no lock for thee, - Each door awaits thy hand! - - When night goes over the hill - And dawn comes down the dale, - It's O for the wild sweet will - That shall no more prevail! - - When the zenith moon is round, - And snow-wraiths gather and run, - And there is set no bound - To love beneath the sun, - - O wayward will, come near - The old mad willful way, - The soft mouth at my ear - With words too sweet to say! - - Come, for the night is cold, - The ghostly moonlight fills - Hollow and rift and fold - Of the eerie Ardise hills! - - The windows of my room - Are dark with bitter frost, - The stillness aches with doom - Of something loved and lost. - - Outside, the great blue star - Burns in the ghostland pale, - Where giant Algebar - Holds on the endless trail. - - Come, for the years are long, - And silence keeps the door, - Where shapes with the shadows throng - The firelit chamber floor. - - Come, for thy kiss was warm, - With the red embers' glare - Across thy folding arm - And dark tumultuous hair! - - And though thy coming rouse - The sleep-cry of no bird, - The keepers of the house - Shall tremble at thy word. - - Come, for the soul is free! - In all the vast dreamland - There is no lock for thee, - Each door awaits thy hand. - - Ah, not in dreams at all, - Fleering, perishing, dim, - But thy old self, supple and tall, - Mistress and child of whim! - - The proud imperious guise, - Impetuous and serene, - The sad mysterious eyes, - And dignity of mien! - - Yea, wilt thou not return, - When the late hill-winds veer, - And the bright hill-flowers burn - With the reviving year? - - When April comes, and the sea - Sparkles as if it smiled, - Will they restore to me - My dark Love, empress and child? - - The curtains seem to part; - A sound is on the stair, - As if at the last ... I start; - Only the wind is there. - - Lo, now far on the hills - The crimson fumes uncurled, - Where the caldron mantles and spills - Another dawn on the world! - - - - - THE EAVESDROPPER - - - In a still room at hush of dawn, - My Love and I lay side by side - And heard the roaming forest wind - Stir in the paling autumn-tide. - - I watched her earth-brown eyes grow glad - Because the round day was so fair; - While memories of reluctant night - Lurked in the blue dusk of her hair. - - Outside, a yellow maple tree, - Shifting upon the silvery blue - With small innumerable sound, - Rustled to let the sunlight through. - - The livelong day the elvish leaves - Danced with their shadows on the floor; - And the lost children of the wind - Went straying homeward by our door. - - And all the swarthy afternoon - We watched the great deliberate sun - Walk through the crimsoned hazy world, - Counting his hilltops one by one. - - Then as the purple twilight came - And touched the vines along our eaves, - Another Shadow stood without - And gloomed the dancing of the leaves. - - The silence fell on my Love's lips; - Her great brown eyes were veiled and sad - With pondering some maze of dream, - Though all the splendid year was glad. - - Restless and vague as a gray wind - Her heart had grown, she knew not why. - But hurrying to the open door, - Against the verge of western sky - - I saw retreating on the hills, - Looming and sinister and black, - The stealthy figure swift and huge - Of One who strode and looked not back. - - - - - IN APPLE TIME - - - The apple harvest days are here, - The boding apple harvest days, - And down the flaming valley ways, - The foresters of time draw near. - - Through leagues of bloom I went with Spring, - To call you on the slopes of morn, - Where in imperious song is borne - The wild heart of the golden wing. - - I roamed through alien summer lands, - I sought your beauty near and far; - To-day, where russet shadows are, - I hold your face between my hands. - - On runnels dark by slopes of fern, - The hazy undern sleeps in sun. - Remembrance and desire, undone, - From old regret to dreams return. - - The apple harvest time is here, - The tender apple harvest time; - A sheltering calm, unknown at prime, - Settles upon the brooding year. - - - - - WANDERER - - - I - - - Wanderer, wanderer, whither away? - What saith the morning unto thee? - "Wanderer, wanderer, hither, come hither, - Into the eld of the East with me!" - - Saith the wide wind of the low red morning, - Making in from the gray rough sea. - "Wanderer, come, of the footfall weary, - And heavy at heart as the sad-heart sea. - - "For long ago, when the world was making, - I walked through Eden with God for guide; - And since that time in my heart forever - His calm and wisdom and peace abide. - - "I am thy spirit and thy familiar, - Child of the teeming earth's unrest! - Before God's joy upon gloom begot thee - I had hungered and searched and ended the quest. - - "I sit by the roadside wells of knowledge; - I haunt the streams of the springs of thought; - But because my voice is the voice of silence, - The heart within thee regardeth not. - - "Yet I await thee, assured, unimpatient, - Till thy small tumult of striving be past. - How long, O wanderer, wilt thou a-weary, - Keep thee afar from my arms at the last?" - - - II - - Wanderer, wanderer, whither away? - What saith the high noon unto thee? - "Wanderer, wanderer, hither, turn hither, - Far to the burning South with me," - - Saith the soft wind on the high June headland, - Sheering up from the summer sea, - "While the implacable warder, Oblivion, - Sleeps on the marge of a foamless sea! - - "Come where the urge of desire availeth, - And no fear follows the children of men; - For a handful of dust is the only heirloom - The morrow bequeaths to its morrow again. - - "Touch and feel how the flesh is perfect - Beyond the compass of dream to be! - 'Bone of my bone,' said God to Adam; - 'Core of my core,' say I to thee. - - "Look and see how the form is goodly - Beyond the reach of desire and art! - For he who fashioned the world so easily - Laughed in his sleeve as he walked apart. - - "Therefore, O wanderer, cease from desiring; - Take the wide province of seaway and sun! - Here for the infinite quench of thy craving, - Infinite yearning and bliss are one." - - - III - - Wanderer, wanderer, whither away? - What saith the evening unto thee? - "Wanderer, wanderer, hither, haste hither, - Into the glad-heart West with me!" - - Saith the strong wind of the gold-green twilight, - Gathering out of the autumn hills, - "I am the word of the world's first dreamer - Who woke when Freedom walked on the hills. - - "And the secret triumph from daring to doing, - From musing to marble, I will be, - Till the last fine fleck of the world is finished, - And Freedom shall walk alone by the sea. - - "Who is thy heart's lord, who is thy hero? - Bruce or Cæsar or Charlemagne, - Hannibal, Olaf, Alaric, Roland? - Dare as they dared and the deed's done again! - - "Here where they come of the habit immortal, - By the open road to the land of the Name, - Splendor and homage and wealth await thee - Of builded cities and bruited fame. - - "Let loose the conquering toiler within thee; - Know the large rapture of deeds begun! - The joy of the hand that hews for beauty - Is the dearest solace beneath the sun." - - - IV - - Wanderer, wanderer, whither away? - What saith the midnight unto thee? - "Wanderer, wanderer, hither turn home, - Back to thy North at last to me!" - - Saith the great forest wind and lonely, - Out of the stars and the wintry hills. - "Weary, bethink thee of rest, and remember - Thy waiting auroral Ardise hills! - - "Was it not I, when thy mother bore thee - In the sweet, solemn April night, - Took thee safe in my arms to fondle, - Filled thy dream with the old delight? - - "Told thee tales of more marvelous summers - Of the far away and the long ago, - Made thee my own nurse-child forever - In the tender dear dark land of the snow? - - "Have I not rocked thee, have I not lulled thee, - Crooned thee in forest, and cradled in foam, - Then with a smile from the hearthstone of childhood - Bade thee farewell when thy heart bade thee roam? - - "Ah, my wide-wanderer, thou blessed vagrant, - Dear will thy footfall be nearing my door. - How the glad tears will give vent at thy coming, - Wayward or sad-heart to wander no more!" - - - V - - Morning and midday I wander, and evening, - April and harvest and golden fall; - Seaway or hillward, taut sheet or saddle-bow, - Only the night wind brings solace at all. - - Then when the tide of all being and beauty - Ebbs to the utmost before the first dawn, - Comes the still voice of the morrow revealing - Inscrutable valorous hope—and is gone. - - Therefore is joy more than sorrow, foreseeing - The lust of the mind and the lure of the eye - And the pride of the hand have their hour of triumph, - But the dream of the heart will endure by-and-by. - - - - - AFOOT - - - There's a garden in the South - Where the early violets come, - Where they strew the floor of April - With their purple, bloom by bloom. - - There the tender peach-trees blow, - Pink against the red brick wall, - And the hand of twilight hushes - The rain-children's least footfall, - - Till at midnight I can hear - The dark Mother croon and lean - Close above me. And her whisper - Bids the vagabonds convene. - - Then the glad and wayward heart - Dreams a dream it must obey; - And the wanderer within me - Stirs a foot and will not stay. - - I would journey far and wide - Through the provinces of spring, - Where the gorgeous white azaleas - Hear the sultry yorlin sing. - - I would wander all the hills - Where my fellow-vagrants wend, - Following the trails of shadows - To the country where they end. - - Well I know the gypsy kin, - Roving foot and restless hand, - And the eyes in dark elusion - Dreaming down the summer land. - - On the frontier of desire - I will drink the last regret, - And then forth beyond the morrow - Where I may but half forget. - - So another year shall pass, - Till some noon the gardener Sun - Wanders forth to lay his finger - On the peach-buds one by one. - - And the Mother there once more - Will rewhisper her dark word, - That my brothers all may wonder, - Hearing then as once I heard. - - There will come the whitethroat's cry, - That far lonely silver strain, - Piercing, like a sweet desire, - The seclusion of the rain. - - And though I be far away, - When the early violets come - Smiling at the door with April, - Say, "The vagabonds are home!" - - - - - WAYFARING - - - Across the harbor's tangled yards - We watch the flaring sunset fail; - Then the forever questing stars - File down along the vanished trail, - - To no discovered country, where - They will forgather when the hands - Of the strong Fates shall take away - Their burdens and unloose their bands. - - Westward and lone the hill-road gray - Mounts to the skyline sheer and wan, - Where many a weary dream puts forth - To strike the trail where they are gone. - - The sleepless guide to that outland - Is the great Mother of us all, - Whose molded dust and dew we are - With the blown flowers by the wall. - - Girt with the twilight she is grave, - The strong companion, wise and free; - She leads beyond the dales of time, - The earldom of the calling sea— - - Beyond these dull green miles of dike, - And gleaming breakers on the bar— - To the white kingdom of her lord, - The nameless Word, whose breath we are. - - And all the world is but a scheme - Of busy children in the street, - A play they follow and forget - On summer evenings, pale with heat. - - The dusty courtyard flags and walls - Are like a prison gate of stone, - To every spirit for whose breath - The long sweet hill-winds once have blown. - - But waiting in the fields for them - I see the ancient Mother stand, - With the old courage of her smile, - The patience of her sunbrown hand. - - They heed her not, until there comes - A breath of sleep upon their eyes, - A drift of dust upon their face; - Then in the closing dusk they rise, - - And turn them to the empty doors; - But she within whose hands alone - The days are gathered up as fruit, - Doth habit not in brick and stone. - - But where the wild shy things abide, - Along the woodside and the wheat, - Is her abiding, deep withdrawn; - And there, the footing of her feet. - - There is no common fame of her - Upon the corners, yet some word - Of her most secret heritage - Her lovers from her lips have heard. - - Her daisies sprang where Chaucer went; - Her darkling nightingales with spring - Possessed the soul of Keats for song; - And Shelley heard her skylark sing; - - With reverent clear uplifted heart - Wordsworth beheld her daffodils; - And he became too great for haste, - Who watched the warm green Cumner hills. - - She gave the apples of her eyes - For the delight of him who knew, - With all the wisdom of a child, - "A bank whereon the wild thyme grew." - - Still the old secret shifts, and waits - The last interpreter; it fills - The autumn song no ear hath heard - Upon the dreaming Ardise hills. - - The poplars babble over it - When waking winds of dawn go by; - It fills her rivers like a voice, - And leads her wanderers till they die. - - She knows the morning ways whereon - The windflowers and the wind confer; - Surely there is not any fear - Upon the farthest trail with her! - - And yet, what ails the fir-dark slopes, - That all night long the whippoorwills - Cry their insatiable cry - Across the sleeping Ardise hills? - - Is it that no fair mortal thing, - Blown leaf, nor song, nor friend can stray - Beyond the bourne and bring one word - Back the irremeable way? - - The noise is hushed within the street; - The summer twilight gathers down; - The elms are still; the moonlit spires - Track their long shadows through the town. - - With looming willows and gray dusk - The open hillward road is pale, - And the great stars are white and few - Above the lonely Ardise trail. - - And with no haste nor any fear, - We are as children going home - Along the marshes where the wind - Sleeps in the cradle of the foam. - - - - - THE END OF THE TRAIL - - - Once more the hunters of the dusk - Are forth to search the moorlands wide, - Among the autumn-colored hills, - And wander by the shifting tide. - - All day along the haze-hung verge - They scour upon a fleeing trace, - Between the red sun and the sea, - Where haunts the vision of your face. - - The plane at Martock lies and drinks - The long Septembral gaze of blue; - The royal leisure of the hills - Hath wayward reveries of you. - - Far rovers of the ancient dream - Have all their will of musing hours: - Your eyes were gray-deep as the sea, - Your hands lay open in the flowers! - - From mining Rawdon to Pereau, - For all the gold they delve and share, - The goblins of the Ardise hills - Can horde no treasure like your hair. - - The swirling tide, the lonely gulls, - The sweet low wood-winds that rejoice— - No sound nor echo of the sea - But hath tradition of your voice. - - The crimson leaves, the yellow fruit, - The basking woodlands mile on mile— - No gleam in all the russet hills - But wears the solace of your smile. - - A thousand cattle rove and feed - On the great marshes in the sun, - And wonder at the restless sea; - But I am glad the year is done, - - Because I am a wanderer - Upon the roads of endless quest, - Between the hill-wind and the hills, - Along the margin men call rest. - - Because there lies upon my lips - A whisper of the wind at morn, - A murmur of the rolling sea - Cradling the land where I was born; - - Because its sleepless tides and storms - Are in my heart for memory - And music, and its gray-green hills - Run white to bear me company; - - Because in that sad time of year, - With April twilight on the earth - And journeying rain upon the sea, - With the shy windflowers was my birth; - - Because I was a tiny boy - Among the thrushes of the wood, - And all the rivers in the hills - Were playmates of my solitude; - - Because the holy winter night - Was for my chamber, deep among - The dark pine forests by the sea, - With woven red auroras hung, - - Silent with frost and floored with snow, - With what dream folk to people it - And bring their stories from the hills, - When all the splendid stars were lit; - - Therefore I house me not with kin, - But journey as the sun goes forth, - By stream and wood and marsh and sea, - Through dying summers of the North; - - Until, some hazy autumn day, - With yellow evening in the skies - And rime upon the tawny hills, - The far blue signal smoke shall rise, - - To tell my scouting foresters - Have heard the clarions of rest - Bugling, along the outer sea, - The end of failure and of quest. - - Then all the piping Nixie folk, - Where lonesome meadow winds are low, - Through all the valleys in the hills - Their river reeds shall blow and blow, - - To lead me like a joy, as when - The shining April flowers return, - Back to a footpath by the sea - With scarlet hip and ruined fern. - - For I must gain, ere the long night - Bury its travelers deep with snow, - That trail among the Ardise hills - Where first I found you years ago. - - I shall not fail, for I am strong, - And Time is very old, they say, - And somewhere by the quiet sea - Makes no refusal to delay. - - There will I get me home, and there - Lift up your face in my brown hand, - With all the rosy rusted hills - About the heart of that dear land. - - - - - THE VAGABONDS - -"Such as wake on the night and sleep on the day, and haunt customable -taverns and alehouses and routs about, and no man wot from whence they -came, nor whither they go."—_Old English Statute._ - - - We are the vagabonds of time, - And rove the yellow autumn days, - When all the roads are gray with rime - And all the valleys blue with haze. - - We came unlooked for as the wind - Trooping across the April hills, - When the brown waking earth had dreams - Of summer in the Wander Kills. - - How far afield we joyed to fare, - With June in every blade and tree! - Now with the sea-wind in our hair - We turn our faces to the sea. - - We go unheeded as the stream - That wanders by the hill-wood side, - Till the great marshes take his hand - And lead him to the roving tide. - - The roving tide, the sleeping hills, - These are the borders of that zone - Where they may fare as fancy wills - Whom wisdom smiles and calls her own. - - It is a country of the sun, - Full of forgotten yesterdays, - When time takes Summer in his care, - And fills the distance of her gaze. - - It stretches from the open sea - To the blue mountains and beyond; - The world is Vagabondia - To him who is a vagabond. - - In the beginning God made man - Out of the wandering dust, men say; - And in the end his life shall be - A wandering wind and blown away. - - We are the vagabonds of time, - Willing to let the world go by, - With joy supreme, with heart sublime, - And valor in the kindling eye. - - We have forgotten where we slept, - And guess not where we sleep to-night, - Whether among the lonely hills - In the pale streamers' ghostly light - - We shall lie down and hear the frost - Walk in the dead leaves restlessly, - Or somewhere on the iron coast - Learn the oblivion of the sea. - - It matters not. And yet I dream - Of dreams fulfilled and rest somewhere - Before this restless heart is stilled - And all its fancies blown to air. - - Had I my will!... The sun burns down - And something plucks my garment's hem; - The robins in their faded brown - Would lure me to the south with them. - - 'Tis time for vagabonds to make - The nearest inn. Far on I hear - The voices of the Northern hills - Gather the vagrants of the year. - - Brave heart, my soul! Let longings be! - We have another day to wend. - For dark or waylay what care we - Who have the lords of time to friend? - - And if we tarry or make haste, - The wayside sleep can hold no fear. - Shall fate unpoise, or whim perturb, - The calm-begirt in dawn austere? - - There is a tavern, I have heard, - Not far, and frugal, kept by One - Who knows the children of the Word, - And welcomes each when day is done. - - Some say the house is lonely set - In Northern night, and snowdrifts keep - The silent door; the hearth is cold, - And all my fellows gone to sleep.... - - Had I my will! I hear the sea - Thunder a welcome on the shore; - I know where lies the hostelry - And who should open me the door. - - - - - WHITHER - - - What shall we do, dearie, - Dreaming such dreams? - Will they come true, dearie? - Never, it seems. - - Leave the wise thrush alone; - He knows such things. - How rich the silences - Fall when he sings! - - When shall we come, dearie, - Into that land - Once was our home, dearie, - Perfect as planned? - - When the wind calling us, - Some summer day, - Into the long ago - Lures us away. - - Where shall we go, dearie, - Wandering thus? - Far to and fro, dearie, - Life leads for us. - - Thou with the morrow's sun - Hillward and free, - I to the vast and hoar - Lone of the sea. - -1886-1893. - - - - - Transcriber's Note - -The original spelling and punctuation has been retained. - -Variations in hyphenation and compound words have been preserved. - -Italicized words and phrases in the text version are presented by -surrounding the text with underscores. - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Low Tide on Grand Pré, by Bliss Carman - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ *** - -***** This file should be named 56300-0.txt or 56300-0.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/5/6/3/0/56300/ - -Produced by Larry B. 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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 www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Low Tide on Grand Pré - A Book of Lyrics - -Author: Bliss Carman - -Release Date: January 3, 2018 [EBook #56300] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ *** - - - - -Produced by Larry B. Harrison and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This book was -produced from images made available by the HathiTrust -Digital Library.) - - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/cover.jpg' alt='' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> -<div> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_i'>i</span> - <h1 class='c001'>LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ</h1> -</div> -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_iii'>iii</span> - <h2 class='c002'>LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ:<br />A BOOK OF LYRICS:<br />BY<br />BLISS CARMAN</h2> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id002'> -<img src='images/i_003.jpg' alt='logo' width="50" /> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> -<div class='nf-center c003'> - <div>CHARLES L. WEBSTER AND COMPANY</div> - <div>PUBLISHERS NEW YORK MDCCCXCIII</div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> -<div class='nf-center c004'> - <div><span class='pageno' id='Page_iv'>iv</span><span class='sc'>Copyright, 1893,</span></div> - <div><span class='sc'>By BLISS CARMAN.</span></div> - <div>(<i>All rights reserved.</i>)</div> - <div class='c000'><span class='small'>PRESS OF</span></div> - <div><span class='small'><span class='sc'>Jenkins & McCowan</span>,</span></div> - <div><span class='small'>NEW YORK.</span></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> -<p class='c005'><span class='pageno' id='Page_v'>v</span>The poems in this volume have been collected with -reference to their similarity of tone. They are variations -on a single theme, more or less aptly suggested by the -title, <i>Low Tide on Grand Pré</i>. It seemed better to bring -together between the same covers only those pieces of -work which happened to be in the same key, rather than to -publish a larger book of more uncertain aim.</p> -<div class='c006'>B. C.</div> -<p class='c007'><i>By Grand Pré, September, 1893.</i></p> -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_vii'>vii</span> - <h2 class='c002'>CONTENTS</h2> -</div> - -<table class='table0' summary='' cellpadding="0"> - <tr> - <td class='c008'> </td> - <td class='c009'>PAGE</td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Low Tide on Grand Pré</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_11'>11</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Why</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_15'>15</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>The Unreturning</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_18'>18</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>A Windflower</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_19'>19</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>In Lyric Season</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_21'>21</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>The Pensioners</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_23'>23</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>At the Voice of a Bird</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_27'>27</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>When the Guelder Roses Bloom</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_31'>31</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Seven Things</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_44'>44</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>A Sea Child</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_47'>47</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Pulvis et Umbra</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_48'>48</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Through the Twilight</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_61'>61</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Carnations in Winter</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_63'>63</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>A Northern Vigil</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_65'>65</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>The Eavesdropper</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_73'>73</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>In Apple Time</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_77'>77</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Wanderer</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_79'>79</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Afoot</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_89'>89</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Wayfaring</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_94'>94</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>The End of the Trail</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_103'>103</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>The Vagabonds</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_111'>111</a></td> - </tr> - - <tr> - <td class='c008'><span class='sc'>Whither</span></td> - <td class='c009'><a href='#Page_118'>118</a></td> - </tr> -</table> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> -<div class='nf-center c004'> - <div><span class='pageno' id='Page_ix'>ix</span>TO</div> - <div class='c000'>S. M. C.</div> - <div class='c000'><i>Spiritus haeres sit patriae quae tristia nescit.</i></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_11'>11</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The sun goes down, and over all</div> - <div class='line in2'>These barren reaches by the tide</div> - <div class='line'>Such unelusive glories fall,</div> - <div class='line in2'>I almost dream they yet will bide</div> - <div class='line in2'>Until the coming of the tide.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And yet I know that not for us,</div> - <div class='line in2'>By any ecstasy of dream,</div> - <div class='line'>He lingers to keep luminous</div> - <div class='line in2'>A little while the grievous stream,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Which frets, uncomforted of dream—</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_12'>12</span>A grievous stream, that to and fro</div> - <div class='line in2'>Athrough the fields of Acadie</div> - <div class='line'>Goes wandering, as if to know</div> - <div class='line in2'>Why one beloved face should be</div> - <div class='line in2'>So long from home and Acadie.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Was it a year or lives ago</div> - <div class='line in2'>We took the grasses in our hands,</div> - <div class='line'>And caught the summer flying low</div> - <div class='line in2'>Over the waving meadow lands,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And held it there between our hands?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The while the river at our feet—</div> - <div class='line in2'>A drowsy inland meadow stream—</div> - <div class='line'>At set of sun the after-heat</div> - <div class='line in2'>Made running gold, and in the gleam</div> - <div class='line in2'>We freed our birch upon the stream.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_13'>13</span>There down along the elms at dusk</div> - <div class='line in2'>We lifted dripping blade to drift,</div> - <div class='line'>Through twilight scented fine like musk,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where night and gloom awhile uplift,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Nor sunder soul and soul adrift.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And that we took into our hands</div> - <div class='line in2'>Spirit of life or subtler thing—</div> - <div class='line'>Breathed on us there, and loosed the bands</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of death, and taught us, whispering,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The secret of some wonder-thing.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then all your face grew light, and seemed</div> - <div class='line in2'>To hold the shadow of the sun;</div> - <div class='line'>The evening faltered, and I deemed</div> - <div class='line in2'>That time was ripe, and years had done</div> - <div class='line in2'>Their wheeling underneath the sun.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_14'>14</span>So all desire and all regret,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And fear and memory, were naught;</div> - <div class='line'>One to remember or forget</div> - <div class='line in2'>The keen delight our hands had caught;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Morrow and yesterday were naught.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The night has fallen, and the tide....</div> - <div class='line in2'>Now and again comes drifting home,</div> - <div class='line'>Across these aching barrens wide,</div> - <div class='line in2'>A sigh like driven wind or foam:</div> - <div class='line in2'>In grief the flood is bursting home.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_15'>15</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>WHY</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For a name unknown,</div> - <div class='line'>Whose fame unblown</div> - <div class='line'>Sleeps in the hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>For ever and aye;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For her who hears</div> - <div class='line'>The stir of the years</div> - <div class='line'>Go by on the wind</div> - <div class='line in2'>By night and day;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_16'>16</span>And heeds no thing</div> - <div class='line'>Of the needs of spring,</div> - <div class='line'>Of autumn's wonder</div> - <div class='line in2'>Or winter's chill;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For one who sees</div> - <div class='line'>The great sun freeze,</div> - <div class='line'>As he wanders a-cold</div> - <div class='line in2'>From hill to hill;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And all her heart</div> - <div class='line'>Is a woven part</div> - <div class='line'>Of the flurry and drift</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of whirling snow;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_17'>17</span>For the sake of two</div> - <div class='line'>Sad eyes and true,</div> - <div class='line'>And the old, old love</div> - <div class='line in2'>So long ago.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_18'>18</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>THE UNRETURNING</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The old eternal spring once more</div> - <div class='line in2'>Comes back the sad eternal way,</div> - <div class='line'>With tender rosy light before</div> - <div class='line in2'>The going-out of day.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The great white moon across my door</div> - <div class='line in2'>A shadow in the twilight stirs;</div> - <div class='line'>But now forever comes no more</div> - <div class='line in2'>That wondrous look of Hers.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_19'>19</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>A WINDFLOWER</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Between the roadside and the wood,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Between the dawning and the dew,</div> - <div class='line'>A tiny flower before the sun,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Ephemeral in time, I grew.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And there upon the trail of spring,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Not death nor love nor any name</div> - <div class='line'>Known among men in all their lands</div> - <div class='line in2'>Could blur the wild desire with shame.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_20'>20</span>But down my dayspan of the year</div> - <div class='line in2'>The feet of straying winds came by;</div> - <div class='line'>And all my trembling soul was thrilled</div> - <div class='line in2'>To follow one lost mountain cry.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And then my heart beat once and broke</div> - <div class='line in2'>To hear the sweeping rain forebode</div> - <div class='line'>Some ruin in the April world,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Between the woodside and the road.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>To-night can bring no healing now;</div> - <div class='line in2'>The calm of yesternight is gone;</div> - <div class='line'>Surely the wind is but the wind,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And I a broken waif thereon.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_21'>21</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>IN LYRIC SEASON</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The lyric April time is forth</div> - <div class='line in2'>With lyric mornings, frost and sun;</div> - <div class='line in2'>From leaguers vast of night undone</div> - <div class='line'>Auroral mild new stars are born.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And ever at the year's return,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Along the valleys gray with rime,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thou leadest as of old, where time</div> - <div class='line'>Can naught but follow to thy sway.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_22'>22</span>The trail is far through leagues of spring,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And long the quest to the white core</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of harvest quiet, yet once more</div> - <div class='line'>I gird me to the old unrest.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I know I shall not ever meet</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thy still regard across the year,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And yet I know thou wilt draw near,</div> - <div class='line'>When the last hour of pain and loss</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Drifts out to slumber, and the deeps</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of nightfall feel God's hand unbar</div> - <div class='line in2'>His lyric April, star by star,</div> - <div class='line'>And the lost twilight land reveal.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_23'>23</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>THE PENSIONERS</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>We are the pensioners of Spring,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And take the largess of her hand</div> - <div class='line'>When vassal warder winds unbar</div> - <div class='line in2'>The wintry portals of her land;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The lonely shadow-girdled winds,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her seraph almoners, who keep</div> - <div class='line'>This little life in flesh and bone</div> - <div class='line in2'>With meagre portions of white sleep.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_24'>24</span>Then all year through with starveling care</div> - <div class='line in2'>We go on some fool's idle quest,</div> - <div class='line'>And eat her bread and wine in thrall</div> - <div class='line in2'>To a fool's shame with blind unrest.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Until her April train goes by,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And then because we are the kin</div> - <div class='line'>Of every hill flower on the hill</div> - <div class='line in2'>We must arise and walk therein.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Because her heart as our own heart,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Knowing the same wild upward stir,</div> - <div class='line'>Beats joyward by eternal laws,</div> - <div class='line in2'>We must arise and go with her;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_25'>25</span>Forget we are not where old joys</div> - <div class='line in2'>Return when dawns and dreams retire;</div> - <div class='line'>Make grief a phantom of regret,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And fate the henchman of desire;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Divorce unreason from delight;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Learn how despair is uncontrol,</div> - <div class='line'>Failure the shadow of remorse,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And death a shudder of the soul.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Yea, must we triumph when she leads.</div> - <div class='line in2'>A little rain before the sun,</div> - <div class='line'>A breath of wind on the road's dust,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The sound of trammeled brooks undone,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_26'>26</span>Along red glinting willow stems</div> - <div class='line in2'>The year's white prime, on bank and stream</div> - <div class='line'>The haunting cadence of no song</div> - <div class='line in2'>And vivid wanderings of dream,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>A range of low blue hills, the far</div> - <div class='line in2'>First whitethroat's ecstasy unfurled:</div> - <div class='line'>And we are overlords of change,</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the glad morning of the world,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Though we should fare as they whose life</div> - <div class='line in2'>Time takes within his hands to wring</div> - <div class='line'>Between the winter and the sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The weary pensioners of Spring.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_27'>27</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>AT THE VOICE OF A BIRD</span><br /> <br /><span class='small'><i>Consurgent ad vocem volucris.</i></span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Call to me, thrush,</div> - <div class='line in2'>When night grows dim,</div> - <div class='line'>When dreams unform</div> - <div class='line in2'>And death is far!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When hoar dews flush</div> - <div class='line in2'>On dawn's rathe brim,</div> - <div class='line'>Wake me to hear</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thy wildwood charm,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_28'>28</span>As a lone rush</div> - <div class='line in2'>Astir in the slim</div> - <div class='line'>White stream where sheer</div> - <div class='line in2'>Blue mornings are.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Stir the keen hush</div> - <div class='line in2'>On twilight's rim</div> - <div class='line'>When my own star</div> - <div class='line in2'>Is white and clear.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Fly low to brush</div> - <div class='line in2'>Mine eyelids grim,</div> - <div class='line'>Where sleep and storm</div> - <div class='line in2'>Will set their bar;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_29'>29</span>For God shall crush</div> - <div class='line in2'>Spring balm for him,</div> - <div class='line'>Stark on his bier</div> - <div class='line in2'>Past fault or harm,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Who once, as flush</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of day might skim</div> - <div class='line'>The dusk, afar</div> - <div class='line in2'>In sleep shall hear</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Thy song's cool rush</div> - <div class='line in2'>With joy rebrim</div> - <div class='line'>The world, and calm</div> - <div class='line in2'>The deep with cheer.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_30'>30</span>Then, Heartsease, hush!</div> - <div class='line in2'>If sense grow dim,</div> - <div class='line'>Desire shall steer</div> - <div class='line in2'>Us home from far.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_31'>31</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>WHEN THE GUELDER ROSES BLOOM</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When the Guelder roses bloom,</div> - <div class='line'>Love, the vagrant, wanders home.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Love, that died so long ago,</div> - <div class='line'>As we deemed, in dark and snow,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Comes back to the door again,</div> - <div class='line'>Guendolen, Guendolen.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_32'>32</span>In his hands a few bright flowers,</div> - <div class='line'>Gathered in the earlier hours,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Speedwell-blue, and poppy-red,</div> - <div class='line'>Withered in the sun and dead,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>With a history to each,</div> - <div class='line'>Are more eloquent than speech.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>In his eyes the welling tears</div> - <div class='line'>Plead against the lapse of years.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_33'>33</span>And that mouth we knew so well,</div> - <div class='line'>Hath a pilgrim's tale to tell.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Hear his litany again:</div> - <div class='line'>"Guendolen, Guendolen!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"No, love, no, thou art a ghost!</div> - <div class='line'>Love long since in night was lost.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Thou art but the shade of him,</div> - <div class='line'>For thine eyes are sad and dim."</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_34'>34</span>"Nay, but they will shine once more,</div> - <div class='line'>Glad and brighter than before,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"If thou bring me but again</div> - <div class='line'>To my mother Guendolen!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"These dark flowers are for thee,</div> - <div class='line'>Gathered by the lonely sea.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"And these singing shells for her</div> - <div class='line'>Who first called me wanderer,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_35'>35</span>"In whose beauty glad I grew,</div> - <div class='line'>When this weary life was new."</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Hear him raving! "It is I.</div> - <div class='line'>Love once born can never die."</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Thou, poor love, thou art gone mad</div> - <div class='line'>With the hardships thou hast had.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"True, it is the spring of year,</div> - <div class='line'>But thy mother is not here.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_36'>36</span>"True, the Guelder roses bloom</div> - <div class='line'>As long since about this room,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Where thy blessed self was born</div> - <div class='line'>In the early golden morn</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"But the years are dead, good lack!</div> - <div class='line'>Ah, love, why hast thou come back,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Pleading at the door again,</div> - <div class='line'>'Guendolen, Guendolen'?"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_37'>37</span>When the Guelder roses bloom,</div> - <div class='line'>And the vernal stars resume</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Their old purple sweep and range,</div> - <div class='line'>I can hear a whisper strange</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>As the wind gone daft again,</div> - <div class='line'>"Guendolen, Guendolen!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"When the Guelder roses blow,</div> - <div class='line'>Love that died so long ago,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_38'>38</span>"Why wilt thou return so oft,</div> - <div class='line'>With that whisper sad and soft</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"On thy pleading lips again,</div> - <div class='line'>'Guendolen, Guendolen'!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Still the Guelder roses bloom,</div> - <div class='line'>And the sunlight fills the room,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Where love's shadow at the door</div> - <div class='line'>Falls upon the dusty floor.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_39'>39</span>And his eyes are sad and grave</div> - <div class='line'>With the tenderness they crave,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Seeing in the broken rhyme</div> - <div class='line'>The significance of time,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Wondrous eyes that know not sin</div> - <div class='line'>From his brother death, wherein</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I can see thy look again,</div> - <div class='line'>Guendolen, Guendolen.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_40'>40</span>And love with no more to say,</div> - <div class='line'>In this lovely world to-day</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Where the Guelder roses bloom,</div> - <div class='line'>Than the record on a tomb,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Only moves his lips again,</div> - <div class='line'>"Guendolen, Guendolen!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then he passes up the road</div> - <div class='line'>From this dwelling, where he bode</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_41'>41</span>In the by-gone years. And still,</div> - <div class='line'>As he mounts the sunset hill</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Where the Guelder roses blow</div> - <div class='line'>With their drifts of summer snow,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I can hear him, like one dazed</div> - <div class='line'>At a phantom he has raised,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Murmur o'er and o'er again,</div> - <div class='line'>"Guendolen, Guendolen!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_42'>42</span>And thus every year, I know,</div> - <div class='line'>When the Guelder roses blow,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Love will wander by my door,</div> - <div class='line'>Till the spring returns no more;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Till no more I can withstand,</div> - <div class='line'>But must rise and take his hand</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Through the countries of the night,</div> - <div class='line'>Where he walks by his own sight,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_43'>43</span>To the mountains of a dawn</div> - <div class='line'>That has never yet come on,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Out of this fair land of doom</div> - <div class='line'>Where the Guelder roses bloom,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Till I come to thee again,</div> - <div class='line'>Guendolen, Guendolen.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_44'>44</span> - <h2 class='c002'>SEVEN THINGS</h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The fields of earth are sown</div> - <div class='line in2'>From the hand of the striding rain,</div> - <div class='line'>And kernels of joy are strewn</div> - <div class='line in2'>Abroad for the harrow of pain.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>I.</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The first song-sparrow brown</div> - <div class='line in2'>That wakes the earliest spring,</div> - <div class='line'>When time and fear sink down,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And death is a fabled thing.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_45'>45</span> - <h3 class='c010'>II.</h3> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The stealing of that first dawn</div> - <div class='line in2'>Over the rosy brow,</div> - <div class='line'>When thy soul said, "World, fare on,</div> - <div class='line in2'>For Heaven is here and now!"</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>III.</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The crimson shield of the sun</div> - <div class='line in2'>On the wall of this House of Doom,</div> - <div class='line'>With the garb of war undone</div> - <div class='line in2'>At last in the narrow room.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>IV.</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>A heart that abides to the end,</div> - <div class='line in2'>As the hills for sureness and peace,</div> - <div class='line'>And is neither weary to wend</div> - <div class='line in2'>Nor reluctant at last of release.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_46'>46</span> - <h3 class='c010'>V.</h3> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Thy mother's cradle croon</div> - <div class='line in2'>To haunt thee over the deep,</div> - <div class='line'>Out of the land of Boon</div> - <div class='line in2'>Into the land of Sleep.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>VI.</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The sound of the sea in storm,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hearing its captain cry,</div> - <div class='line'>When the wild, white riders form,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And the Ride to the Dark draws nigh.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>VII.</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>But last and best, the urge</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the great world's desire,</div> - <div class='line'>Whose being from core to verge</div> - <div class='line in2'>Only attains to aspire.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_47'>47</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>A SEA CHILD</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The lover of child Marjory</div> - <div class='line in2'>Had one white hour of life brim full;</div> - <div class='line'>Now the old nurse, the rocking sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hath him to lull.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The daughter of child Marjory</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hath in her veins, to beat and run,</div> - <div class='line'>The glad indomitable sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The strong white sun.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_48'>48</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>PULVIS ET UMBRA</span></h2> -</div> - -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There is dust upon my fingers,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Pale gray dust of beaten wings,</div> - <div class='line'>Where a great moth came and settled</div> - <div class='line in2'>From the night's blown winnowings.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Harvest with her low red planets</div> - <div class='line in2'>Wheeling over Arrochar;</div> - <div class='line'>And the lonely hopeless calling</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the bell-buoy on the bar,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_49'>49</span>Where the sea with her old secret</div> - <div class='line in2'>Moves in sleep and cannot rest.</div> - <div class='line'>From that dark beyond my doorway,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Silent the unbidden guest</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Came and tarried, fearless, gentle,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Vagrant of the starlit gloom,</div> - <div class='line'>One frail waif of beauty fronting</div> - <div class='line in2'>Immortality and doom;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Through the chambers of the twilight</div> - <div class='line in2'>Roaming from the vast outland,</div> - <div class='line'>Resting for a thousand heart-beats</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the hollow of my hand.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_50'>50</span>"Did the volley of a thrush-song</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lodge among some leaves and dew</div> - <div class='line'>Hillward, then across the gloaming</div> - <div class='line in2'>This dark mottled thing was you?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Or is my mute guest whose coming</div> - <div class='line in2'>So unheralded befell</div> - <div class='line'>From the border wilds of dreamland,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Only whimsy Ariel,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Gleaning with the wind, in furrows</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lonelier than dawn to reap,</div> - <div class='line'>Dust and shadow and forgetting,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Frost and reverie and sleep?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_51'>51</span>"In the hush when Cleopatra</div> - <div class='line in2'>Felt the darkness reel and cease,</div> - <div class='line'>Was thy soul a wan blue lotus</div> - <div class='line in2'>Laid upon her lips for peace?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"And through all the years that wayward</div> - <div class='line in2'>Passion in one mortal breath,</div> - <div class='line'>Making thee a thing of silence,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Made thee as the lords of death?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Or did goblin men contrive thee</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the forges of the hills</div> - <div class='line'>Out of thistle-drift and sundown</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lost amid their tawny rills,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_52'>52</span>"Every atom on their anvil</div> - <div class='line in2'>Beaten fine and bolted home,</div> - <div class='line'>Every quiver wrought to cadence</div> - <div class='line in2'>From the rapture of a gnome?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Then the lonely mountain wood-wind,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Straying up from dale to dale,</div> - <div class='line'>Gave thee spirit, free forever,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thou immortal and so frail!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Surely thou art not that sun-bright</div> - <div class='line in2'>Psyche, hoar with age, and hurled</div> - <div class='line'>On the northern shore of Lethe,</div> - <div class='line in2'>To this wan Auroral world!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_53'>53</span>"Ghost of Psyche, uncompanioned,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Are the yester-years all done?</div> - <div class='line'>Have the oars of Charon ferried</div> - <div class='line in2'>All thy playmates from the sun?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"In thy wings the beat and breathing</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the wind of life abides,</div> - <div class='line'>And the night whose sea-gray cohorts</div> - <div class='line in2'>Swing the stars up with the tides.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Did they once make sail and wander</div> - <div class='line in2'>Through the trembling harvest sky,</div> - <div class='line'>Where the silent Northern streamers</div> - <div class='line in2'>Change and rest not till they die?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_54'>54</span>"Or from clouds that tent and people</div> - <div class='line in2'>The blue firmamental waste,</div> - <div class='line'>Did they learn the noiseless secret</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of eternity's unhaste?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Where learned they to rove and loiter,</div> - <div class='line in2'>By the margin of what sea?</div> - <div class='line'>Was it with outworn Demeter,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Searching for Persephone?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Or did that girl-queen behold thee</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the fields of moveless air?</div> - <div class='line'>Did these wings which break no whisper</div> - <div class='line in2'>Brush the poppies in her hair?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_55'>55</span>"Is it thence they wear the pulvil—</div> - <div class='line in2'>Ash of ruined days and sleep,</div> - <div class='line'>And the two great orbs of splendid</div> - <div class='line in2'>Melting sable deep on deep!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Pilot of the shadow people,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Steering whither by what star</div> - <div class='line'>Hast thou come to hapless port here,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thou gray ghost of Arrochar?"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>For man walks the world with mourning</div> - <div class='line in2'>Down to death, and leaves no trace,</div> - <div class='line'>With the dust upon his forehead,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And the shadow in his face.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_56'>56</span>Pillared dust and fleeing shadow</div> - <div class='line in2'>As the roadside wind goes by,</div> - <div class='line'>And the fourscore years that vanish</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the twinkling of an eye.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Beauty, the fine frosty trace-work</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of some breath upon the pane;</div> - <div class='line'>Spirit, the keen wintry moonlight</div> - <div class='line in2'>Flashed thereon to fade again.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Beauty, the white clouds a-building</div> - <div class='line in2'>When God said and it was done;</div> - <div class='line'>Spirit, the sheer brooding rapture</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where no mid-day brooks no sun.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_57'>57</span>So. And here, the open casement</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where my fellow-mate goes free;</div> - <div class='line'>Eastward, the untrodden star-road</div> - <div class='line in2'>And the long wind on the sea.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>What's to hinder but I follow</div> - <div class='line in2'>This my gypsy guide afar,</div> - <div class='line'>When the bugle rouses slumber</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sounding taps on Arrochar?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Where, my brother, wends the by-way,</div> - <div class='line in2'>To what bourne beneath what sun,</div> - <div class='line'>Thou and I are set to travel</div> - <div class='line in2'>Till the shifting dream be done?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_58'>58</span>"Comrade of the dusk, forever</div> - <div class='line in2'>I pursue the endless way</div> - <div class='line'>Of the dust and shadew kindred,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thou art perfect for a day.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Yet from beauty marred and broken,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Joy and memory and tears,</div> - <div class='line'>I shall crush the clearer honey</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the harvest of the years.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Thou art faultless as a flower</div> - <div class='line in2'>Wrought of sun and wind and snow,</div> - <div class='line'>I survive the fault and failure.</div> - <div class='line in2'>The wise Fates will have it so.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_59'>59</span>"For man walks the world in twilight,</div> - <div class='line in2'>But the morn shall wipe all trace</div> - <div class='line'>Of the dust from off his forehead,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And the shadow from his face.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Cheer thee on, my tidings-bearer!</div> - <div class='line in2'>All the valor of the North</div> - <div class='line'>Mounts as soul from flesh escaping</div> - <div class='line in2'>Through the night, and bids thee forth.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Go, and when thou hast discovered</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her whose dark eyes match thy wings,</div> - <div class='line'>Bid that lyric heart beat lighter</div> - <div class='line in2'>For the joy thy beauty brings."</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_60'>60</span>Then I leaned far out and lifted</div> - <div class='line in2'>My light guest up, and bade speed</div> - <div class='line'>On the trail where no one tarries</div> - <div class='line in2'>That wayfarer few will heed.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Pale gray dust upon my fingers;</div> - <div class='line in2'>And from this my cabined room</div> - <div class='line'>The white soul of eager message</div> - <div class='line in2'>Racing seaward in the gloom.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Far off shore, the sweet low calling</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the bell-buoy on the bar,</div> - <div class='line'>Warning night of dawn and ruin</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lonelily on Arrochar.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_61'>61</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>THROUGH THE TWILIGHT</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The red vines bar my window way;</div> - <div class='line in2'>The Autumn sleeps beside his fire,</div> - <div class='line'>For he has sent this fleet-foot day</div> - <div class='line'>A year's march back to bring to me</div> - <div class='line in2'>One face whose smile is my desire,</div> - <div class='line in10'>Its light my star.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Surely you will come near and speak,</div> - <div class='line in2'>This calm of death from the day to sever!</div> - <div class='line'>And so I shall draw down your cheek</div> - <div class='line'>Close to my face—So close!—and know</div> - <div class='line in2'>God's hand between our hands forever</div> - <div class='line in10'>Will set no bar.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_62'>62</span>Before the dusk falls—even now</div> - <div class='line in2'>I know your step along the gravel,</div> - <div class='line'>And catch your quiet poise of brow,</div> - <div class='line'>And wait so long till you turn the latch!</div> - <div class='line in2'>Is the way so hard you had to travel?</div> - <div class='line in10'>Is the land so far?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The dark has shut your eyes from mine,</div> - <div class='line in2'>But in this hush of brooding weather</div> - <div class='line'>A gleam on twilight's gathering line</div> - <div class='line'>Has riven the barriers of dream:</div> - <div class='line in2'>Soul of my soul, we are together</div> - <div class='line in10'>As the angels are!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_63'>63</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>CARNATIONS IN WINTER</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Your carmine flakes of bloom to-night</div> - <div class='line in2'>The fire of wintry sunsets hold;</div> - <div class='line'>Again in dreams you burn to light</div> - <div class='line in2'>A far Canadian garden old.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The blue north summer over it</div> - <div class='line in2'>Is bland with long ethereal days;</div> - <div class='line'>The gleaming martins wheel and flit</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where breaks your sun down orient ways.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_64'>64</span>There, when the gradual twilight falls,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Through quietudes of dusk afar,</div> - <div class='line'>Hermit antiphonal hermit calls</div> - <div class='line in2'>From hills below the first pale star.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then in your passionate love's foredoom</div> - <div class='line in2'>Once more your spirit stirs the air,</div> - <div class='line'>And you are lifted through the gloom</div> - <div class='line in2'>To warm the coils of her dark hair.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_65'>65</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>A NORTHERN VIGIL</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Here by the gray north sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the wintry heart of the wild,</div> - <div class='line'>Comes the old dream of thee,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Guendolen, mistress and child.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The heart of the forest grieves</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the drift against my door;</div> - <div class='line'>A voice is under the eaves,</div> - <div class='line in2'>A footfall on the floor.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_66'>66</span>Threshold, mirror and hall,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Vacant and strangely aware,</div> - <div class='line'>Wait for their soul's recall</div> - <div class='line in2'>With the dumb expectant air.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Here when the smouldering west</div> - <div class='line in2'>Burns down into the sea,</div> - <div class='line'>I take no heed of rest</div> - <div class='line in2'>And keep the watch for thee.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I sit by the fire and hear</div> - <div class='line in2'>The restless wind go by,</div> - <div class='line'>On the long dirge and drear,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Under the low bleak sky.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_67'>67</span>When day puts out to sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>And night makes in for land,</div> - <div class='line'>There is no lock for thee,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Each door awaits thy hand!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When night goes over the hill</div> - <div class='line in2'>And dawn comes down the dale,</div> - <div class='line'>It's O for the wild sweet will</div> - <div class='line in2'>That shall no more prevail!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When the zenith moon is round,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And snow-wraiths gather and run,</div> - <div class='line'>And there is set no bound</div> - <div class='line in2'>To love beneath the sun,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_68'>68</span>O wayward will, come near</div> - <div class='line in2'>The old mad willful way,</div> - <div class='line'>The soft mouth at my ear</div> - <div class='line in2'>With words too sweet to say!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Come, for the night is cold,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The ghostly moonlight fills</div> - <div class='line'>Hollow and rift and fold</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the eerie Ardise hills!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The windows of my room</div> - <div class='line in2'>Are dark with bitter frost,</div> - <div class='line'>The stillness aches with doom</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of something loved and lost.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_69'>69</span>Outside, the great blue star</div> - <div class='line in2'>Burns in the ghostland pale,</div> - <div class='line'>Where giant Algebar</div> - <div class='line in2'>Holds on the endless trail.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Come, for the years are long,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And silence keeps the door,</div> - <div class='line'>Where shapes with the shadows throng</div> - <div class='line in2'>The firelit chamber floor.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Come, for thy kiss was warm,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With the red embers' glare</div> - <div class='line'>Across thy folding arm</div> - <div class='line in2'>And dark tumultuous hair!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_70'>70</span>And though thy coming rouse</div> - <div class='line in2'>The sleep-cry of no bird,</div> - <div class='line'>The keepers of the house</div> - <div class='line in2'>Shall tremble at thy word.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Come, for the soul is free!</div> - <div class='line in2'>In all the vast dreamland</div> - <div class='line'>There is no lock for thee,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Each door awaits thy hand.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Ah, not in dreams at all,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Fleering, perishing, dim,</div> - <div class='line'>But thy old self, supple and tall,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Mistress and child of whim!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_71'>71</span>The proud imperious guise,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Impetuous and serene,</div> - <div class='line'>The sad mysterious eyes,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And dignity of mien!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Yea, wilt thou not return,</div> - <div class='line in2'>When the late hill-winds veer,</div> - <div class='line'>And the bright hill-flowers burn</div> - <div class='line in2'>With the reviving year?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When April comes, and the sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sparkles as if it smiled,</div> - <div class='line'>Will they restore to me</div> - <div class='line in2'>My dark Love, empress and child?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_72'>72</span>The curtains seem to part;</div> - <div class='line in2'>A sound is on the stair,</div> - <div class='line'>As if at the last ... I start;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Only the wind is there.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Lo, now far on the hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>The crimson fumes uncurled,</div> - <div class='line'>Where the caldron mantles and spills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Another dawn on the world!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_73'>73</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>THE EAVESDROPPER</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>In a still room at hush of dawn,</div> - <div class='line in2'>My Love and I lay side by side</div> - <div class='line'>And heard the roaming forest wind</div> - <div class='line in2'>Stir in the paling autumn-tide.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I watched her earth-brown eyes grow glad</div> - <div class='line in2'>Because the round day was so fair;</div> - <div class='line'>While memories of reluctant night</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lurked in the blue dusk of her hair.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_74'>74</span>Outside, a yellow maple tree,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Shifting upon the silvery blue</div> - <div class='line'>With small innumerable sound,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Rustled to let the sunlight through.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The livelong day the elvish leaves</div> - <div class='line in2'>Danced with their shadows on the floor;</div> - <div class='line'>And the lost children of the wind</div> - <div class='line in2'>Went straying homeward by our door.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And all the swarthy afternoon</div> - <div class='line in2'>We watched the great deliberate sun</div> - <div class='line'>Walk through the crimsoned hazy world,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Counting his hilltops one by one.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_75'>75</span>Then as the purple twilight came</div> - <div class='line in2'>And touched the vines along our eaves,</div> - <div class='line'>Another Shadow stood without</div> - <div class='line in2'>And gloomed the dancing of the leaves.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The silence fell on my Love's lips;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her great brown eyes were veiled and sad</div> - <div class='line'>With pondering some maze of dream,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Though all the splendid year was glad.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Restless and vague as a gray wind</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her heart had grown, she knew not why.</div> - <div class='line'>But hurrying to the open door,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Against the verge of western sky</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_76'>76</span>I saw retreating on the hills,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Looming and sinister and black,</div> - <div class='line'>The stealthy figure swift and huge</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of One who strode and looked not back.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_77'>77</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>IN APPLE TIME</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The apple harvest days are here,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The boding apple harvest days,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And down the flaming valley ways,</div> - <div class='line'>The foresters of time draw near.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Through leagues of bloom I went with Spring,</div> - <div class='line in2'>To call you on the slopes of morn,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where in imperious song is borne</div> - <div class='line'>The wild heart of the golden wing.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_78'>78</span>I roamed through alien summer lands,</div> - <div class='line in2'>I sought your beauty near and far;</div> - <div class='line in2'>To-day, where russet shadows are,</div> - <div class='line'>I hold your face between my hands.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>On runnels dark by slopes of fern,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The hazy undern sleeps in sun.</div> - <div class='line in2'>Remembrance and desire, undone,</div> - <div class='line'>From old regret to dreams return.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The apple harvest time is here,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The tender apple harvest time;</div> - <div class='line in2'>A sheltering calm, unknown at prime,</div> - <div class='line'>Settles upon the brooding year.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_79'>79</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>WANDERER</span></h2> -</div> -<h3 class='c010'>I</h3> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Wanderer, wanderer, whither away?</div> - <div class='line in2'>What saith the morning unto thee?</div> - <div class='line'>"Wanderer, wanderer, hither, come hither,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Into the eld of the East with me!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Saith the wide wind of the low red morning,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Making in from the gray rough sea.</div> - <div class='line'>"Wanderer, come, of the footfall weary,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And heavy at heart as the sad-heart sea.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_80'>80</span>"For long ago, when the world was making,</div> - <div class='line in2'>I walked through Eden with God for guide;</div> - <div class='line'>And since that time in my heart forever</div> - <div class='line in2'>His calm and wisdom and peace abide.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"I am thy spirit and thy familiar,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Child of the teeming earth's unrest!</div> - <div class='line'>Before God's joy upon gloom begot thee</div> - <div class='line in2'>I had hungered and searched and ended the quest.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"I sit by the roadside wells of knowledge;</div> - <div class='line in2'>I haunt the streams of the springs of thought;</div> - <div class='line'>But because my voice is the voice of silence,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The heart within thee regardeth not.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_81'>81</span>"Yet I await thee, assured, unimpatient,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Till thy small tumult of striving be past.</div> - <div class='line'>How long, O wanderer, wilt thou a-weary,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Keep thee afar from my arms at the last?"</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>II</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Wanderer, wanderer, whither away?</div> - <div class='line in2'>What saith the high noon unto thee?</div> - <div class='line'>"Wanderer, wanderer, hither, turn hither,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Far to the burning South with me,"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Saith the soft wind on the high June headland,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sheering up from the summer sea,</div> - <div class='line'>"While the implacable warder, Oblivion,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sleeps on the marge of a foamless sea!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_82'>82</span>"Come where the urge of desire availeth,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And no fear follows the children of men;</div> - <div class='line'>For a handful of dust is the only heirloom</div> - <div class='line in2'>The morrow bequeaths to its morrow again.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Touch and feel how the flesh is perfect</div> - <div class='line in2'>Beyond the compass of dream to be!</div> - <div class='line'>'Bone of my bone,' said God to Adam;</div> - <div class='line in2'>'Core of my core,' say I to thee.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Look and see how the form is goodly</div> - <div class='line in2'>Beyond the reach of desire and art!</div> - <div class='line'>For he who fashioned the world so easily</div> - <div class='line in2'>Laughed in his sleeve as he walked apart.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_83'>83</span>"Therefore, O wanderer, cease from desiring;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Take the wide province of seaway and sun!</div> - <div class='line'>Here for the infinite quench of thy craving,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Infinite yearning and bliss are one."</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>III</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Wanderer, wanderer, whither away?</div> - <div class='line in2'>What saith the evening unto thee?</div> - <div class='line'>"Wanderer, wanderer, hither, haste hither,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Into the glad-heart West with me!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Saith the strong wind of the gold-green twilight,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Gathering out of the autumn hills,</div> - <div class='line'>"I am the word of the world's first dreamer</div> - <div class='line in2'>Who woke when Freedom walked on the hills.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_84'>84</span>"And the secret triumph from daring to doing,</div> - <div class='line in2'>From musing to marble, I will be,</div> - <div class='line'>Till the last fine fleck of the world is finished,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And Freedom shall walk alone by the sea.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Who is thy heart's lord, who is thy hero?</div> - <div class='line in2'>Bruce or Cæsar or Charlemagne,</div> - <div class='line'>Hannibal, Olaf, Alaric, Roland?</div> - <div class='line in2'>Dare as they dared and the deed's done again!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Here where they come of the habit immortal,</div> - <div class='line in2'>By the open road to the land of the Name,</div> - <div class='line'>Splendor and homage and wealth await thee</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of builded cities and bruited fame.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_85'>85</span>"Let loose the conquering toiler within thee;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Know the large rapture of deeds begun!</div> - <div class='line'>The joy of the hand that hews for beauty</div> - <div class='line in2'>Is the dearest solace beneath the sun."</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>IV</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Wanderer, wanderer, whither away?</div> - <div class='line in2'>What saith the midnight unto thee?</div> - <div class='line'>"Wanderer, wanderer, hither turn home,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Back to thy North at last to me!"</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Saith the great forest wind and lonely,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Out of the stars and the wintry hills.</div> - <div class='line'>"Weary, bethink thee of rest, and remember</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thy waiting auroral Ardise hills!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_86'>86</span>"Was it not I, when thy mother bore thee</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the sweet, solemn April night,</div> - <div class='line'>Took thee safe in my arms to fondle,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Filled thy dream with the old delight?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Told thee tales of more marvelous summers</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of the far away and the long ago,</div> - <div class='line'>Made thee my own nurse-child forever</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the tender dear dark land of the snow?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>"Have I not rocked thee, have I not lulled thee,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Crooned thee in forest, and cradled in foam,</div> - <div class='line'>Then with a smile from the hearthstone of childhood</div> - <div class='line in2'>Bade thee farewell when thy heart bade thee roam?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_87'>87</span>"Ah, my wide-wanderer, thou blessed vagrant,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Dear will thy footfall be nearing my door.</div> - <div class='line'>How the glad tears will give vent at thy coming,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Wayward or sad-heart to wander no more!"</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<h3 class='c010'>V</h3> - -<div class='lg-container-b c000'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Morning and midday I wander, and evening,</div> - <div class='line in2'>April and harvest and golden fall;</div> - <div class='line'>Seaway or hillward, taut sheet or saddle-bow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Only the night wind brings solace at all.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then when the tide of all being and beauty</div> - <div class='line in2'>Ebbs to the utmost before the first dawn,</div> - <div class='line'>Comes the still voice of the morrow revealing</div> - <div class='line in2'>Inscrutable valorous hope—and is gone.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_88'>88</span>Therefore is joy more than sorrow, foreseeing</div> - <div class='line in2'>The lust of the mind and the lure of the eye</div> - <div class='line'>And the pride of the hand have their hour of triumph,</div> - <div class='line in2'>But the dream of the heart will endure by-and-by.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_89'>89</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>AFOOT</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There's a garden in the South</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where the early violets come,</div> - <div class='line'>Where they strew the floor of April</div> - <div class='line in2'>With their purple, bloom by bloom.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There the tender peach-trees blow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Pink against the red brick wall,</div> - <div class='line'>And the hand of twilight hushes</div> - <div class='line in2'>The rain-children's least footfall,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_90'>90</span>Till at midnight I can hear</div> - <div class='line in2'>The dark Mother croon and lean</div> - <div class='line'>Close above me. And her whisper</div> - <div class='line in2'>Bids the vagabonds convene.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then the glad and wayward heart</div> - <div class='line in2'>Dreams a dream it must obey;</div> - <div class='line'>And the wanderer within me</div> - <div class='line in2'>Stirs a foot and will not stay.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I would journey far and wide</div> - <div class='line in2'>Through the provinces of spring,</div> - <div class='line'>Where the gorgeous white azaleas</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hear the sultry yorlin sing.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_91'>91</span>I would wander all the hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where my fellow-vagrants wend,</div> - <div class='line'>Following the trails of shadows</div> - <div class='line in2'>To the country where they end.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Well I know the gypsy kin,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Roving foot and restless hand,</div> - <div class='line'>And the eyes in dark elusion</div> - <div class='line in2'>Dreaming down the summer land.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>On the frontier of desire</div> - <div class='line in2'>I will drink the last regret,</div> - <div class='line'>And then forth beyond the morrow</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where I may but half forget.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_92'>92</span>So another year shall pass,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Till some noon the gardener Sun</div> - <div class='line'>Wanders forth to lay his finger</div> - <div class='line in2'>On the peach-buds one by one.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And the Mother there once more</div> - <div class='line in2'>Will rewhisper her dark word,</div> - <div class='line'>That my brothers all may wonder,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hearing then as once I heard.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There will come the whitethroat's cry,</div> - <div class='line in2'>That far lonely silver strain,</div> - <div class='line'>Piercing, like a sweet desire,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The seclusion of the rain.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_93'>93</span>And though I be far away,</div> - <div class='line in2'>When the early violets come</div> - <div class='line'>Smiling at the door with April,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Say, "The vagabonds are home!"</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_94'>94</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>WAYFARING</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Across the harbor's tangled yards</div> - <div class='line in2'>We watch the flaring sunset fail;</div> - <div class='line'>Then the forever questing stars</div> - <div class='line in2'>File down along the vanished trail,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>To no discovered country, where</div> - <div class='line in2'>They will forgather when the hands</div> - <div class='line'>Of the strong Fates shall take away</div> - <div class='line in2'>Their burdens and unloose their bands.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_95'>95</span>Westward and lone the hill-road gray</div> - <div class='line in2'>Mounts to the skyline sheer and wan,</div> - <div class='line'>Where many a weary dream puts forth</div> - <div class='line in2'>To strike the trail where they are gone.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The sleepless guide to that outland</div> - <div class='line in2'>Is the great Mother of us all,</div> - <div class='line'>Whose molded dust and dew we are</div> - <div class='line in2'>With the blown flowers by the wall.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Girt with the twilight she is grave,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The strong companion, wise and free;</div> - <div class='line'>She leads beyond the dales of time,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The earldom of the calling sea—</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_96'>96</span>Beyond these dull green miles of dike,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And gleaming breakers on the bar—</div> - <div class='line'>To the white kingdom of her lord,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The nameless Word, whose breath we are.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And all the world is but a scheme</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of busy children in the street,</div> - <div class='line'>A play they follow and forget</div> - <div class='line in2'>On summer evenings, pale with heat.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The dusty courtyard flags and walls</div> - <div class='line in2'>Are like a prison gate of stone,</div> - <div class='line'>To every spirit for whose breath</div> - <div class='line in2'>The long sweet hill-winds once have blown.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_97'>97</span>But waiting in the fields for them</div> - <div class='line in2'>I see the ancient Mother stand,</div> - <div class='line'>With the old courage of her smile,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The patience of her sunbrown hand.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>They heed her not, until there comes</div> - <div class='line in2'>A breath of sleep upon their eyes,</div> - <div class='line'>A drift of dust upon their face;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Then in the closing dusk they rise,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And turn them to the empty doors;</div> - <div class='line in2'>But she within whose hands alone</div> - <div class='line'>The days are gathered up as fruit,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Doth habit not in brick and stone.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_98'>98</span>But where the wild shy things abide,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Along the woodside and the wheat,</div> - <div class='line'>Is her abiding, deep withdrawn;</div> - <div class='line in2'>And there, the footing of her feet.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There is no common fame of her</div> - <div class='line in2'>Upon the corners, yet some word</div> - <div class='line'>Of her most secret heritage</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her lovers from her lips have heard.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Her daisies sprang where Chaucer went;</div> - <div class='line in2'>Her darkling nightingales with spring</div> - <div class='line'>Possessed the soul of Keats for song;</div> - <div class='line in2'>And Shelley heard her skylark sing;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_99'>99</span>With reverent clear uplifted heart</div> - <div class='line in2'>Wordsworth beheld her daffodils;</div> - <div class='line'>And he became too great for haste,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Who watched the warm green Cumner hills.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>She gave the apples of her eyes</div> - <div class='line in2'>For the delight of him who knew,</div> - <div class='line'>With all the wisdom of a child,</div> - <div class='line in2'>"A bank whereon the wild thyme grew."</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Still the old secret shifts, and waits</div> - <div class='line in2'>The last interpreter; it fills</div> - <div class='line'>The autumn song no ear hath heard</div> - <div class='line in2'>Upon the dreaming Ardise hills.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_100'>100</span>The poplars babble over it</div> - <div class='line in2'>When waking winds of dawn go by;</div> - <div class='line'>It fills her rivers like a voice,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And leads her wanderers till they die.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>She knows the morning ways whereon</div> - <div class='line in2'>The windflowers and the wind confer;</div> - <div class='line'>Surely there is not any fear</div> - <div class='line in2'>Upon the farthest trail with her!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And yet, what ails the fir-dark slopes,</div> - <div class='line in2'>That all night long the whippoorwills</div> - <div class='line'>Cry their insatiable cry</div> - <div class='line in2'>Across the sleeping Ardise hills?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_101'>101</span>Is it that no fair mortal thing,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Blown leaf, nor song, nor friend can stray</div> - <div class='line'>Beyond the bourne and bring one word</div> - <div class='line in2'>Back the irremeable way?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The noise is hushed within the street;</div> - <div class='line in2'>The summer twilight gathers down;</div> - <div class='line'>The elms are still; the moonlit spires</div> - <div class='line in2'>Track their long shadows through the town.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>With looming willows and gray dusk</div> - <div class='line in2'>The open hillward road is pale,</div> - <div class='line'>And the great stars are white and few</div> - <div class='line in2'>Above the lonely Ardise trail.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_102'>102</span>And with no haste nor any fear,</div> - <div class='line in2'>We are as children going home</div> - <div class='line'>Along the marshes where the wind</div> - <div class='line in2'>Sleeps in the cradle of the foam.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_103'>103</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>THE END OF THE TRAIL</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Once more the hunters of the dusk</div> - <div class='line in2'>Are forth to search the moorlands wide,</div> - <div class='line'>Among the autumn-colored hills,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And wander by the shifting tide.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>All day along the haze-hung verge</div> - <div class='line in2'>They scour upon a fleeing trace,</div> - <div class='line'>Between the red sun and the sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where haunts the vision of your face.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_104'>104</span>The plane at Martock lies and drinks</div> - <div class='line in2'>The long Septembral gaze of blue;</div> - <div class='line'>The royal leisure of the hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hath wayward reveries of you.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Far rovers of the ancient dream</div> - <div class='line in2'>Have all their will of musing hours:</div> - <div class='line'>Your eyes were gray-deep as the sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Your hands lay open in the flowers!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>From mining Rawdon to Pereau,</div> - <div class='line in2'>For all the gold they delve and share,</div> - <div class='line'>The goblins of the Ardise hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Can horde no treasure like your hair.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_105'>105</span>The swirling tide, the lonely gulls,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The sweet low wood-winds that rejoice—</div> - <div class='line'>No sound nor echo of the sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>But hath tradition of your voice.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The crimson leaves, the yellow fruit,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The basking woodlands mile on mile—</div> - <div class='line'>No gleam in all the russet hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>But wears the solace of your smile.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>A thousand cattle rove and feed</div> - <div class='line in2'>On the great marshes in the sun,</div> - <div class='line'>And wonder at the restless sea;</div> - <div class='line in2'>But I am glad the year is done,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_106'>106</span>Because I am a wanderer</div> - <div class='line in2'>Upon the roads of endless quest,</div> - <div class='line'>Between the hill-wind and the hills,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Along the margin men call rest.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Because there lies upon my lips</div> - <div class='line in2'>A whisper of the wind at morn,</div> - <div class='line'>A murmur of the rolling sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>Cradling the land where I was born;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Because its sleepless tides and storms</div> - <div class='line in2'>Are in my heart for memory</div> - <div class='line'>And music, and its gray-green hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Run white to bear me company;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_107'>107</span>Because in that sad time of year,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With April twilight on the earth</div> - <div class='line'>And journeying rain upon the sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With the shy windflowers was my birth;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Because I was a tiny boy</div> - <div class='line in2'>Among the thrushes of the wood,</div> - <div class='line'>And all the rivers in the hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Were playmates of my solitude;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Because the holy winter night</div> - <div class='line in2'>Was for my chamber, deep among</div> - <div class='line'>The dark pine forests by the sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With woven red auroras hung,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_108'>108</span>Silent with frost and floored with snow,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With what dream folk to people it</div> - <div class='line'>And bring their stories from the hills,</div> - <div class='line in2'>When all the splendid stars were lit;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Therefore I house me not with kin,</div> - <div class='line in2'>But journey as the sun goes forth,</div> - <div class='line'>By stream and wood and marsh and sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Through dying summers of the North;</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Until, some hazy autumn day,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With yellow evening in the skies</div> - <div class='line'>And rime upon the tawny hills,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The far blue signal smoke shall rise,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_109'>109</span>To tell my scouting foresters</div> - <div class='line in2'>Have heard the clarions of rest</div> - <div class='line'>Bugling, along the outer sea,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The end of failure and of quest.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Then all the piping Nixie folk,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where lonesome meadow winds are low,</div> - <div class='line'>Through all the valleys in the hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Their river reeds shall blow and blow,</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>To lead me like a joy, as when</div> - <div class='line in2'>The shining April flowers return,</div> - <div class='line'>Back to a footpath by the sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>With scarlet hip and ruined fern.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_110'>110</span>For I must gain, ere the long night</div> - <div class='line in2'>Bury its travelers deep with snow,</div> - <div class='line'>That trail among the Ardise hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Where first I found you years ago.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>I shall not fail, for I am strong,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And Time is very old, they say,</div> - <div class='line'>And somewhere by the quiet sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>Makes no refusal to delay.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There will I get me home, and there</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lift up your face in my brown hand,</div> - <div class='line'>With all the rosy rusted hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>About the heart of that dear land.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_111'>111</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>THE VAGABONDS</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c011'><span class='small'>"Such as wake on the night and sleep on the day, and -haunt customable taverns and alehouses and routs about, -and no man wot from whence they came, nor whither they -go."—<i>Old English Statute.</i></span></p> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>We are the vagabonds of time,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And rove the yellow autumn days,</div> - <div class='line'>When all the roads are gray with rime</div> - <div class='line in2'>And all the valleys blue with haze.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>We came unlooked for as the wind</div> - <div class='line in2'>Trooping across the April hills,</div> - <div class='line'>When the brown waking earth had dreams</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of summer in the Wander Kills.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_112'>112</span>How far afield we joyed to fare,</div> - <div class='line in2'>With June in every blade and tree!</div> - <div class='line'>Now with the sea-wind in our hair</div> - <div class='line in2'>We turn our faces to the sea.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>We go unheeded as the stream</div> - <div class='line in2'>That wanders by the hill-wood side,</div> - <div class='line'>Till the great marshes take his hand</div> - <div class='line in2'>And lead him to the roving tide.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>The roving tide, the sleeping hills,</div> - <div class='line in2'>These are the borders of that zone</div> - <div class='line'>Where they may fare as fancy wills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Whom wisdom smiles and calls her own.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_113'>113</span>It is a country of the sun,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Full of forgotten yesterdays,</div> - <div class='line'>When time takes Summer in his care,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And fills the distance of her gaze.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>It stretches from the open sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>To the blue mountains and beyond;</div> - <div class='line'>The world is Vagabondia</div> - <div class='line in2'>To him who is a vagabond.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>In the beginning God made man</div> - <div class='line in2'>Out of the wandering dust, men say;</div> - <div class='line'>And in the end his life shall be</div> - <div class='line in2'>A wandering wind and blown away.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_114'>114</span>We are the vagabonds of time,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Willing to let the world go by,</div> - <div class='line'>With joy supreme, with heart sublime,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And valor in the kindling eye.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>We have forgotten where we slept,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And guess not where we sleep to-night,</div> - <div class='line'>Whether among the lonely hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>In the pale streamers' ghostly light</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>We shall lie down and hear the frost</div> - <div class='line in2'>Walk in the dead leaves restlessly,</div> - <div class='line'>Or somewhere on the iron coast</div> - <div class='line in2'>Learn the oblivion of the sea.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_115'>115</span>It matters not. And yet I dream</div> - <div class='line in2'>Of dreams fulfilled and rest somewhere</div> - <div class='line'>Before this restless heart is stilled</div> - <div class='line in2'>And all its fancies blown to air.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Had I my will!... The sun burns down</div> - <div class='line in2'>And something plucks my garment's hem;</div> - <div class='line'>The robins in their faded brown</div> - <div class='line in2'>Would lure me to the south with them.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>'Tis time for vagabonds to make</div> - <div class='line in2'>The nearest inn. Far on I hear</div> - <div class='line'>The voices of the Northern hills</div> - <div class='line in2'>Gather the vagrants of the year.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_116'>116</span>Brave heart, my soul! Let longings be!</div> - <div class='line in2'>We have another day to wend.</div> - <div class='line'>For dark or waylay what care we</div> - <div class='line in2'>Who have the lords of time to friend?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>And if we tarry or make haste,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The wayside sleep can hold no fear.</div> - <div class='line'>Shall fate unpoise, or whim perturb,</div> - <div class='line in2'>The calm-begirt in dawn austere?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>There is a tavern, I have heard,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Not far, and frugal, kept by One</div> - <div class='line'>Who knows the children of the Word,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And welcomes each when day is done.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_117'>117</span>Some say the house is lonely set</div> - <div class='line in2'>In Northern night, and snowdrifts keep</div> - <div class='line'>The silent door; the hearth is cold,</div> - <div class='line in2'>And all my fellows gone to sleep....</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Had I my will! I hear the sea</div> - <div class='line in2'>Thunder a welcome on the shore;</div> - <div class='line'>I know where lies the hostelry</div> - <div class='line in2'>And who should open me the door.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_118'>118</span> - <h2 class='c002'><span class='xxlarge'>WHITHER</span></h2> -</div> -<div class='lg-container-b c003'> - <div class='linegroup'> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>What shall we do, dearie,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Dreaming such dreams?</div> - <div class='line'>Will they come true, dearie?</div> - <div class='line in2'>Never, it seems.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Leave the wise thrush alone;</div> - <div class='line in2'>He knows such things.</div> - <div class='line'>How rich the silences</div> - <div class='line in2'>Fall when he sings!</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_119'>119</span>When shall we come, dearie,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Into that land</div> - <div class='line'>Once was our home, dearie,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Perfect as planned?</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>When the wind calling us,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Some summer day,</div> - <div class='line'>Into the long ago</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lures us away.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'>Where shall we go, dearie,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Wandering thus?</div> - <div class='line'>Far to and fro, dearie,</div> - <div class='line in2'>Life leads for us.</div> - </div> - <div class='group'> - <div class='line'><span class='pageno' id='Page_120'>120</span>Thou with the morrow's sun</div> - <div class='line in2'>Hillward and free,</div> - <div class='line'>I to the vast and hoar</div> - <div class='line in2'>Lone of the sea.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class='c'>1886-1893.</p> -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c002'>Transcriber's Note</h2> -</div> - -<p class='c'>The original spelling and punctuation has been retained.</p> - -<p class='c'>Variations in hyphenation and compound words have been -preserved.</p> - - - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Low Tide on Grand Pré, by Bliss Carman - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LOW TIDE ON GRAND PRÉ *** - -***** This file should be named 56300-h.htm or 56300-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/5/6/3/0/56300/ - -Produced by Larry B. 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