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+<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 76602 ***</div>
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</span></p>
+
+<h1>ON OLD CAPE COD</h1>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp30" id="i000" style="max-width: 30em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i000.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+<p class="center"><i>By Ferdinand C. Lane</i></p>
+
+<p class="center"><i>Drawings by Rena V. Rockwell</i></p>
+
+<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Second Edition</span></p>
+
+<p class="center">To Emma - my Wife</p>
+
+<p class="center">Copyright 1961 by Ferdinand C. Lane
+</p>
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</span></p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp87" id="i002" style="max-width: 155.1875em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i002.png" alt="Lighthouse">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="On_Old_Cape_Cod"><span class="smcap">On Old Cape Cod</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How rich is life on old Cape Cod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where autumn smiles in golden rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And marshes flame, though not with fire -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A region blest of heart’s desire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In vain we’d roam the Seven Seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There are no quainter shores than these.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here nature in indulgent mood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enfolds us with her solitude;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And here her cleansing winds combine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The tonic of the salt and pine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The while old ocean’s muffled swells</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are chiming like cathedral bells.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The days drift by without a care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As sweet fern odors scent the air,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And watching wheeling gulls at play</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The world of strife seems far away.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It must have been a kindly God</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who shaped the sands of old Cape Cod.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[Pgs 3,4]</span></p>
+
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Table_Of_Contents"><span class="smcap">Table Of Contents</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+<table class="autotable">
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#On_Monomoy">On Monomoy</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">5</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Song_Of_The_Sea_Shell">The Song of the Sea Shell</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">6</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Winds_Of_The_Cape">Winds of the Cape</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">7</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Enchanted_Marsh">The Enchanted Marsh</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">8</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Fragrance_Of_The_Cape">The Fragrance of the Cape</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">9</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Sea_Lavender">Sea Lavender</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">10</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Final_Rose">The Final Rose</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">10</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Fairy_Rings">Fairy Rings</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">11</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Beach_Plums">Beach Plums</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">12</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#On_Truro_Hills">On Truro Hills</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">13</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#My_Drift_Wood_Fire">My Drift Wood Fire</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">15</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Sand_Piper">The Sand Piper</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">16</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Whistling_Buoy_Off_Nauset">The Whistling Buoy off Nauset</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">17</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Peaked_Hill_Bars">Peaked Hill Bars</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">18</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Rime_Of_The_Three_Captains">The Rime of the Three Captains</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">19</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Storm_Signals">Storm Signals</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">20</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Neptunes_Coursers">Neptune’s Coursers</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">21</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#To_A_Spider_Web_Wet_With_Dew">To a Spider Web wet with Dew</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">22</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Dunes">The Dunes</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">23</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Flight_Of_The_Wild_Geese">The Flight of the Wild Geese</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">25</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Sweet_Fern">Sweet Fern</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">26</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#White_Sail">White Sail</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">26</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Humming_Bird">The Humming Bird</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">27</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#O_Road_That_Winds_Among_The_Hills">O Road that Winds Among the Hills</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">28</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Beach_Grass_Threnody">The Beach Grass Threnody</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">28</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#To_A_Rose_Jar">To a Rose Jar</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">29</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Blue_Berries">Blue Berries</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">30</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Watcher">The Watcher</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">31</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Sea_Shell_Boat">The Sea Shell Boat</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">32</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Flotsam">Flotsam</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">33</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Ancient_Log_Book">The Ancient Log Book</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">34</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Dance_Of_The_Moon_Beams">The Dance of the Moon Beams</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">35</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Marshes_Of_Sandwich">Marshes of Sandwich</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">37</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Smile_Of_The_Sea">The Smile of the Sea</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">37</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Our_Cape_Cod_Home">Our Cape Cod Home</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">38</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Thunder_Storm_Off_Race_Point">Thunder Storm Off Race Point</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">40</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#To_A_Scrimshawed_Whales_Tooth">To a Scrimshawed Whale’s Tooth</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">41</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Creeping_Fog">Creeping Fog</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">42</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Wooden_Sailor">Wooden Sailor</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">43</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Dreamer">The Dreamer</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">44</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Chant_Of_The_Night_Wind">The Chant of the Night Wind</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">45</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Midnight">Midnight</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">46</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Golden_Rod">The Golden Rod</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">47</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Wild_Roses">Wild Roses</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">48</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Coast_Guard_Station">The Coast Guard Station</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">49</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Keeper_Of_The_Light">Keeper of the Light</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">50</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#On_Chatham_Bars">On Chatham Bars</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">51</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Old_Timers_Lament">The Old Timer’s Lament</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">52</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Revery">Revery</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">53</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Old_Hulk">The Old Hulk</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">54</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Modernists">The Modernists</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">55</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#When_The_Locusts_Are_In_Bloom">When the Locusts are In Bloom</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">57</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Harvest_Of_The_Sea">The Harvest of the Sea</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">58</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Beach_Grass">Beach Grass</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">59</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Swamp_Heron">The Swamp Heron</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">61</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Throes_Of_Creation">The Throes of Creation</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">62</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Hogs_Back_Church">Hog’s Back Church</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">63</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Beyond_The_Point">Beyond the Point</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">66</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl">T<a href="#The_Winds_Of_Time">he Winds of Time</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">67</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#To_An_Aged_Willow">To an Aged Willow</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">68</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Old_Woods_Road">The Old Woods Road</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">69</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Poverty_Weed">The Poverty Weed</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">70</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Sweep_Of_The_Tides">The Sweep of the Tides</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">71</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Lost_Billingsgate">Lost Billingsgate</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">73</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Transformed">Transformed</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">74</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Haunting_Echoes">Haunting Echoes</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">74</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Lost_At_Sea">Lost at Sea</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">75</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Aspen">The Aspen</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">76</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Song_Of_The_Sea_Gulls">The Song of the Sea Gulls</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">77</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Broken_Fragments">Broken Fragments</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">78</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Workers_Of_Magic">Workers of Magic</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">79</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#My_Golden_Fleece">My Golden Fleece</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">80</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Lone_Lilac">The Lone Lilac</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">81</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Friendly_Lights">Friendly Lights</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">82</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#To_My_Cherry_Blossom">To My Cherry Blossom</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">83</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Grains_Of_Sand">Grains of Sand</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">84</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Funeral_Wreath">The Funeral Wreath</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">84</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Memory">Memory</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">85</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#The_Stoker">The Stoker</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">89</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#Imagination">Imagination</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">91</td>
+</tr>
+<tr>
+<td class="tdl"><a href="#In_Wellfleet_By_The_Sea">In Wellfleet by the Sea</a></td>
+<td class="tdr">95</td>
+</tr>
+</table>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="On_Monomoy"><span class="smcap">On Monomoy</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gigantic finger, joint by joint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thrust out in warning from the land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To lurking shoals, along your point</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We tread a skeleton of sand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till at the end we seem to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where all the world dissolves in sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">On Monomoy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er Stone Horse shoal and Pollock Rip</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sullen tides sweep on apace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where many a gallant sailing ship</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has found her final resting place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But of the dead - no man may say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till redly dawns the judgment day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">On Monomoy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For fishermen tell ghastly tales</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of wrecks and shuddering moons that mark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Red murder done, and spectral hails</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Yo-Hoes keening from the dark!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So in the night when breakers moan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fear trails his steps who walks alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">On Monomoy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Waif of the seas and old Cape Cod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Gosnold voyaged long ago,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where bold Champlain in armor trod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What tales the muttering undertow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Could Whisper - or the sea birds scream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To brooding dune and marsh adream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">On Monomoy.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Song_Of_The_Sea_Shell"><span class="smcap">The Song Of The Sea Shell</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come press your coral lip against my ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Frail vagrant of the sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sing to me the songs I love to hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From ocean’s symphony.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of tides that set in far off palmy isles</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where ukuleles strum,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And star eyed maidens wreathed in flowers and smiles</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dance to your rhythmic hum.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No plaintive bird, full throated with the spring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Warbles a sweeter note</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than those enchanting melodies that ring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within your pearly throat.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sonorous chords that sound a minor key,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sea chanties hoarse and low,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The echoes of the mermaid’s minstrelsy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And songs the sirens know.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But now a bit of flotsam on the beach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imprisoned in my hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I listen to the mysteries you teach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And strive to understand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your music leaves me in a brooding vein</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet chantress of the deep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For in those elfin strains you wake again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From death’s engulfing sleep</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when, like you, upon life’s farthest shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Time bears my empty shell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O may such songs as your immortal store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be mine as well!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Winds_Of_The_Cape"><span class="smcap">Winds Of The Cape</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Winds of the Cape, go tearing by</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down the wild canyons of the sky!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When winter’s cold has stripped the trees,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fields are bare and waters freeze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We hear them in the dead of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Careering on their headlong flight -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The formless horsemen of the blast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In gales of darkness rushing past!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Winds of the Cape in gladness ring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With all the lilting songs of spring!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When fresh and clean the world awakes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And petals fall in snowy flakes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From beach plum bush and apple tree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There comes the haunting melody</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sky land’s caravans once more -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wild geese in flight for Labrador!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Winds of the Cape in Summer days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When shore and dune dissolve in haze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come drifting down the heavenly leas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From cloudland’s floating Hebrides,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Caressing with your langorous calm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And coolness like a healing balm;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And whispering tales of Araby</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Palm fringing some enchanted sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Winds of the Cape, what sadness blends</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In those wild gusts that Autumn sends</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down empty hallways of the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To echo ever mournfully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The footsteps of the dying year;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To grieve o’er woods and meadows sere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For things we loved so much - but lost</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like blossoms withered by the frost.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Enchanted_Marsh"><span class="smcap">The Enchanted Marsh</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O ripples in the marshland grass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like waves on an enchanted sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The winds, with trailing garments pass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Invisible adown the lea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each footprint, evanescent, pressed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In shadowed highlight, trough and crest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No spray upon those waves is seen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To splash upon the marshy bank;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Uncanny sea so strangely green!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While lurking in those coverts dank</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What things of the abyss may dwell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only the fear hushed winds might tell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far off where dunes aspiring melt</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into the sky, those currents flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In turmoil neither heard nor felt</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How furtively they come and go!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Things yet undreamed of well might be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Submerged beneath so weird a sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No surges break but in our ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An elfin murmuring seems to sound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So vague it is we scarce may hear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O can it be the far off pound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of foamless surf on sands unseen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond that shimmering waste of green?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we who sail that eerie sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Go drifting on a tide of dreams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To unknown isles in fantasy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Borne on the undulating beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sun, dim litten, or the moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That cringes o’er the farthest dune.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How timelessly it ebbs and flows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That sea of ever changing light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And whence it bears us no one knows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To what wild chasms of the night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where fancy, yearning to explore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pauses, aghast, upon the shore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Fragrance_Of_The_Cape"><span class="smcap">The Fragrance Of The Cape</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sun, that sovereign alchemist, and winds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That do his bidding, gleaning from the wilds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet essences and savory condiments</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have mingled them in that vast crucible</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of hill and hollow, swamp and circling sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And like the witch’s cauldrons, from that brew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Evoked a fragrance sweet as Araby.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The honeyed breath of Mayflowers in the spring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The nectar lingering in the elfin cups</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of purple lilacs, fairy scents distilled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By pendant locust blossoms, essences</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That lade the air when the wild roses bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In scarlet flames that beautify the hills;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The resinous aroma of the pines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In summer heats when crows call languidly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To droning bumble bees and gulls float past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like wisps of snowy cloud; the musk of swamps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where swaying cat tails shimmer in the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the noon stillness echoes to the calls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of blackbirds clarion shrill; the pungent smell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sage grass by the tidal pool, the spice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sweet fern from the hillsides redolent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With beachplum and the subtle frankincense</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of waxen bayberry, and over all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The faint, elusive permeating scent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sand and salt and spray from shore and sea.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mace and cinnamon of far off isles</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are in that odor intimate and quaint</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lasting as the memories that cling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To weathered houses, gardens colorful</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With hollyhocks and dahlias, rimmed with shells;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or stranded hulls that brood in lonely coves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By crumbling piers where once proud vessels lay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The romance and adventure of those days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When stanch descendants of the Pilgrim band</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Carved out from sand and wilderness their homes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wrung a hard subsistence from the deep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still linger in the memories of that time,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the perfume subtle, vague and strange</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That charm elusive as the whispering breeze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sad as the setting sun athwart the dunes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mysterious as the ever changing sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wild sweet, haunting fragrance of the Cape.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Sea_Lavender"><span class="smcap">Sea Lavender</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the marsh a filmy blur</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As delicate as gossamer;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A wraith of fog, a vaporous wisp</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With stem and leaves and branches crisp,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their fibre toughened by the gale,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can plant so hardy seem so frail?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Half hidden mid its stalks of green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The flowerets are scarcely seen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As dainty specks of ocean’s blue,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or bits of sky that filtered through,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To melt in tints of amethyst</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As evanescent as the mist.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And now through many a lacey line</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That fairy fingers intertwine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon my mantelpiece at last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You shed the fragrance of the past;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A wraith of marshland witchery -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A floral memory of the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Final_Rose"><span class="smcap">The Final Rose</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From an ember</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">bud that glows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In September</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">flames a rose.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bursting prison</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">doors of bark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blithely risen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">like a lark.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweetly winging</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">to my room,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever singing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">in perfume.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tardy comer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">woodsprite blest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dying summer’s</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">last and best!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp100" id="i011" style="max-width: 145em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i011.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Fairy_Rings"><span class="smcap">Fairy Rings</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far and near on every hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fairy rings bedeck the sand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Footprints of the sportive elves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dancing gaily with themselves;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hand in hand and round and round</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Treading circles on the ground</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nightly, by the glow worm’s ray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the cricket’s roundelay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ardently each woodland gnome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clasps a fairy from the foam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Waltzing till the wondering moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sees each circle as a rune</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a maze of mystery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the puzzled stars to see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the revellers at dawn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Leave a myriad circles drawn.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or perchance the compass grass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whirled by wandering airs that pass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has engraved those strange designs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In its circumscribed confines.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Archimedes never drew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Circles more exact or true</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than each needle pointed blade</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Razor edged and green as jade.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</span>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can we delve the cryptic sense</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From each grooved circumference?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the grass that etched those rings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What immortal spirit springs?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or what inspirations stir</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bewitched geometer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To such elfin tracery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the sands beside the sea?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Beach_Plums"><span class="smcap">Beach Plums</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How daintily your blossoms cling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like memories of winter snows;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The maiden promises of spring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Nature, wakening, bestows;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">White as a bridal veil of gauze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er branches gnarled like eagle’s claws.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How richly ripe and purple hued</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You lure the eager appetite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When autumn yields in kindliest mood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those luscious globules of delight!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sylvan elves must brew that taste</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sea and dune and scented waste.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For only skill like theirs could blend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From woodland wild and rolling brine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such flavors. Or perchance they lend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their elven powers to those divine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So that the tang of earth and sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is mingled in their alchemy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or were some darker rites invoked</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some ritual of the churchman’s hell;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Malignant imps and beldams cloaked</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In blackness capering neath the spell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of gibbous moons obscure and lone -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such witchcraft we might yet condone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, though we know not whence you came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your sweet caresses to the tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would still delight us just the same</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whether from day or darkness sprung;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Content and carefree, from the stems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To pluck such epicurean gems.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="On_Truro_Hills"><span class="smcap">On Truro Hills</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon those dome like hills of sand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A wonderous carpet has been laid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rich as the rugs of Samarkand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gorgeous as some rare brocade</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wrought on the looms of far Cathay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or by the shrines of Mandalay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">It covers well those hills of sand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That glaciers rounded long ago,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor can the dyes of Samarkand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Display a stranger, deeper glow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such tints of red and gray and green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With gold and amber in between.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To rolling slopes the lichens cling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And tufts of bunch grass russet sere,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through them the murmurous breezes sing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While clustering sweet fern, far and near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wafts spicy smells like incense o’er</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those lonely hills from wood to shore</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wild bearberry shyly twines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its sinuous length through grass and moss,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How glossy are its clinging vines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From green to rusty red. Across</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its sheen the sunbeams dreamily</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Play like the waves upon the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blueberry clumps in curving lines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mingle with waxen bayberry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To trace their arabesque designs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On richly wrought embroidery,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With borders in the marshy sedge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fringing beach grass for the edge.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A treeless waste it seems, but no</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The scrub oak, lichen crusted, cowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dwarf pines, gnarled and twisted, grow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By beach plum thickets, white with flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A waste that blooms with rarer dyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than jungles turn to tropic skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there are thread bare patches too</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That add more color to the heath</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</span>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For where the texture is worn through</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It shows the golden sands beneath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While in the afternoon’s slant rays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All outlines blur in purple haze.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Uncanny moorland, desolate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the dusk how weirdly still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A landscape one can ne’er forget.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er ghostly hollow wraithlike hill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What timid moonsprites nightly flee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The muttering demons of the sea!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The ebbing seasons merely change</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That coverlet from day to day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By shifting, in their varied range</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sober hues to some more gay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While from the sea and sky and air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fresh color splashes everywhere.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">That turf rough seeded by the wind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And nurtured by the pensive sun,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is richer than the shawls of Ind,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or that famed carpet once begun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Jinns and Peris, known of yore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That through the air the Genii bore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Perhaps on some enchanted breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Kurdistan or Araby</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those Genii over unknown seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have borne this priceless tapestry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This fabric wrought in Faery land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To beautify a barren strand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis woven on the loom of time</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spun from the filaments of dreams,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This magic carpet. Age nor clime</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can match its pattern, or the streams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of color lavish Nature spills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er Truro’s ancient, windswept hills</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="My_Drift_Wood_Fire"><span class="smcap">My Drift Wood Fire</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heap high the wood on my rusty grate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As I sit enthroned like a potentate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In my old arm chair, while the crackling blaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unbars the gates, to my dazzled gaze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of a flame bright world that my fancy weaves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the storm may batter the creaking eaves.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is Norway pine from the Arctic’s chill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From wrecks that splintered off Peaked Hill;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is stout oak fashioned by broad axe blows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And stranger wood that the jungle grows;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For such is the tribute I levy, - these</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are the far flung gifts of the seven seas.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The surf that claws at the wind swept beach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like skeleton fingers seems to reach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For my lonely shelter; but staunch it stands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though its walls resound to the rattling sands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In volleys hurled by the howling blasts; -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pile on those staves and that stump of mast!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Up the roaring chimney the black smoke goes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But O the glory that ebbs and flows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the heat warped ceiling and buckled floor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In green and purple; with ruddy ore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That glints in gold where the salt burns through</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid flames that dance in an elfin blue!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My home may seem but a weathered shack</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the cold creeps in through many a crack;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But my fire’s bright magic has changed all these</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To a castle hall where I take my ease,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the window flaunting in sparkling lines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My royal crest that the frost designs.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, I am a king carefree and bold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I laugh at the gale and the winter’s cold.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My grate? ’Tis a jewel vault of Ind.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That music wild? - It is not the wind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But my minstrel’s songs, for my heart’s desire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have found at last in my drift wood fire!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Sand_Piper"><span class="smcap">The Sand Piper</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quaint manikin, what bids you keep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such formal distance with your droll</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Divertisements, the while I stroll</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In solitude beside the deep?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your mannerisms first suggest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A Puritan sedate and prim;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then change you by capricious whim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into a gnome with hooded crest,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or bit of animated foam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or e’en a cloud wisp drifting by, -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What region in the sea or sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or lonely dune can you call home?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your footsteps mincing gleefully</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thread in and out along the verge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Embroidering the creamy surge, -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strange little old man of the sea!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But in your antic frolicking,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your beak grotesque and solemn eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your stilt-like legs, your piping cry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sudden ecstasies of wing,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is a kinship with the spray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wind driven, and the restless sand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mingling of the sea and land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The hither and the far away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blithe atomy, bold Nature’s child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within you pulses glad and free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With joyous spontaneity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The tameless spirit of the wild!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Whistling_Buoy_Off_Nauset"><span class="smcap">The Whistling Buoy Off Nauset</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Voice of unutterable woe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wailing alone at sea!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Borne on the shuddering winds that blow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out of the dark to me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Now far - now near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">To the frightened ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Comes that monody wild and free.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mingled of menace and grief and fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With a maniac chuckle of glee -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent8">O hear!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That note of demoniac glee!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prophet of peril and storm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Harbinger, Triton and brute,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mariners peering to glimpse your form</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cheer at your hoarse salute -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">That gurgling sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Of a sob half drowned</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That is vague as the muttering foam!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Staggering drunkenly to and fro,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">You buffet the tide rips and undertow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">A fettered gnome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the grip of the shoals below.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark to that ominous roar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Freezing the blood with dread!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Vampire waves on a spectral shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ravening over the dead.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">O-oo, O-oo!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">Is your wild adieu</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the souls that the winds have sped!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Breakers are howling like wolves on the trail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Foaming and gnashing and leaping the rail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Where a shrieking crew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are lost in the maddened gale.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wraith of the dangerous seas,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Haunting the skeleton sands,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Creature of iron and billow and breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Wrought by a mortal’s hands.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Your eerie moan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">So weird - so lone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is a medley of boding and rapture and groan.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Roisterer, mourner and demon I wis</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strangest of beings in ocean’s abyss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent10">Your elfin cry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Is a note of its infinite mystery.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Peaked_Hill_Bars"><span class="smcap">Peaked Hill Bars</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the dread bars at Peaked Hill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sullen waves are strangely still;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And o’er that eerie sand dune’s crest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The winds, beguiling, seem at rest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the wild flare of Highland Light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Goes surging up into the night.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What sinister serenity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pervades that graveyard of the sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where sand bars, white as bone, submerge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down where the tides intone a dirge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For houseless and unhallowed souls -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis Death who broods among the shoals!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For hark, it comes, the thunderous gale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That makes those dunes and beaches quail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the wild winds and waves embroil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those shoals until they seem to boil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And lift to heaven as loud a din</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As though the fiends were caged within.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No mariners of old e’er sailed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More dangerous seas. Charybdis veiled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No starker terrors than those blue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And greenish shallows hide from view,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where, crouched like tigers on the kill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lurk the dread bars at Peaked Hill!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Rime_Of_The_Three_Captains"><span class="smcap">The Rime Of The Three Captains</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Three captains lounged before the blaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of drift wood burning cheerily,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And they warmed to ventures of other days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In salty tales of the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tarred were the ropes coiled under the eaves,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Tar had dripped on the warping floor,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beach sand fluttered like withered leaves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sifted under the door.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The salt that crusted the chimney wide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Had tinged the flames with yellows and reds;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Salt were the wavelets that lapped outside,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And white as the salt were their heads.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Visions of many a tropic clime</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the firelight seemed to come and go;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till friends they had known in their youthful prime</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Took form in the radiant glow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">As time cracked voices droned away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Through strange adventures in days gone by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One voyaged with them to far Cathay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And spice swept Araby.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quaint were the islands they knew so well</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Zanzibar, Pitcairn, and Celebes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Isles enchanted where reigned the spell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of other and lonelier seas.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seas that cringed at the typhoon’s wrath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When his thunderous roar was heard;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Silent seas in the calm of death</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where never a whisper stirred.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the pulses quickened to hear their tales</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">of voices hailing from spectral sands;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of dead men’s ships with their ghastly sails</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Unfurled by skeleton hands!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Legends weird of an unplumbed deep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where galleons foundered in days of yore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sightless monsters that grope and creep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the slime of the ocean floor.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sagas of shipwreck in days long gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of pirate treasure and revelry,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of clashing cutlass and fights hard won</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In some blood stained mutiny.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On decks awash how they held their own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When faced by the knives of a cursing crew.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And they spoke of shoals and of ledges lone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Which only the sea birds knew.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Youth flushed once more on withered cheeks,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bent shoulders squared defiantly,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At such deeds as fired the warlike Greeks</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In their legended Odyssey.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the murmuring tide ebbed once again,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the fire burned low e’re the captains three</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Recalled with a sigh they were old, old men</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who were done with their toil on the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Storm_Signals"><span class="smcap">Storm Signals</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Red blur against the western sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A banner flutters threateningly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sport of every treacherous air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It flaunts its warning note - “Beware”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each wrinkle in its protean form</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A portent of impending storm.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The darkening smudge where sank the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In bloody embers smoulders on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With brooding wrath. But angrier red</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Invests that standard with the dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of unseen terrors. For it holds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Death’s shadow in its writhing folds!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Neptunes_Coursers"><span class="smcap">Neptune’s Coursers</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Horses of Neptune that bound and dash</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Maddened with fear at the tempest’s lash,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pawing the sand with their thudding feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a crashing rhythm of thunderous beat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swift as the startled winds they race,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Straining ever at fleeter pace;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forms that curve where the billows comb,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Breasting a welter of seething foam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What unseen riders spur them on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a fierce stampede to be up and gone?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out of the hoary deep they come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Surging on with a booming roar,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pounding ever along the shore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the senses whirl and the ear grows numb.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Manes that stream in the wind swept spume,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Necks that arch in the breakers’ crest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hoofs resounding like drums of doom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rearing forward with frantic zest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wild are the steeds of the storm scarred deep!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trident driven, they plunge and leap,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With nostrils spread and their eyes aglow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fetlocks gripped by the undertow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Boisterous, raging, uncanny steeds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out of an ocean waste that breeds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chargers fit for a sea god’s needs -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Neptune’s coursers, untamed and free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fleeing the wrath of the unknown sea!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="To_A_Spider_Web_Wet_With_Dew"><span class="smcap">To A Spider Web Wet With Dew</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Suspended o’er the grass there floats a web</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More delicate than strands of gossamer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wet with the morning dew, in pendant gems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That flame with reds and greens and darting blues</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the bright sun. A filmy nothingness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Made visible by jeweled drops and etched,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like frosted silver, on a background dark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of drooping pines. An airy talisman</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As lustrous as a diamond necklace draped</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">About a Peri’s throat. What fleeting glimpse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of loveliness ethereal and unreal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Inspired that rapt enchantment of design,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That harp of strings attuned to elfin songs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That ladder for the moonsprites nightly trail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sky to earth. What miracle of line,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What shimmering grace, what witchery of form!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So fragile that a fallen leaf may rend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its warp of magic ne’er to know the woof</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of hard reality. A diagram</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of elfin tracery impalpable;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Each angle and its intersections squared</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By that grotesque geometer who spins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unseen, a hateful spider, ogre grim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To all the insect world. Can ugliness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So venomous create a thing so fair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the range of art? In pensive mood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We pause a moment to admire and scan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its meaning. Can such fairy elegance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spring from so foul a source? Yet legends tell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How crippled Vulcan, grimed with dust and smoke,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In darkness wrought the glorious shield of Mars.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The water lily, blossom honey sweet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Draws nectar from the mire. Nor time nor bounds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May curb that hidden beauty that wells up</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From secret springs in nooks obscure and dark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till gems of dew upon a spider’s web</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glow like the Pleiades in frosted skies.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp90" id="i023" style="max-width: 158.0625em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i023.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Dunes"><span class="smcap">The Dunes</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dunes, the silent sentinels of the land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That range along the lea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In revery unbroken, there they stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And gaze far out to sea</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Across their wind swept crests the breezes play</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In cadence sad and sweet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The restless sands whip ever day by day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their surf tormented feet.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dying sunbeams gild their crags with gold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then purple into night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Around their slopes the elves of twilight fold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A film of spectral light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A landscape wild that one might see in dreams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or on the pallid moon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blue shadows traced in silver by her beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In many a cryptic rune.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or etched against the winter sky they show</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">An outline weird and stark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their pale sands melting like the sparser snow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into a background dark.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With scudding clouds, reflected on the dull</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gray mirror of the sea.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cut by the wing points of a lonely gull</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In poised expectancy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The distant sand bars mark the skeletons</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of other vanished dunes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their crests were once upreared to other suns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And other ghostly moons.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The seething shoals once foamed beneath your feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And maddened tide rips swirled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whence risen proudly you can stand and greet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The older, firmer world.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unstable element of shifting sand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose contours ever change,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But moulded by great nature’s groping hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In shapes bizarre and strange.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We too, from sand have fashioned castled towers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For waves to wash away,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But her creations crumble much like ours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Though in a grander way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nature, like man, forever vainly strives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To conquer time and tide;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She toils long aeons, we our briefer lives</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And both unsatisfied!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Flight_Of_The_Wild_Geese"><span class="smcap">The Flight Of The Wild Geese</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out of the sky they call to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Honking geese in the far flung V</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of an angle traced on the filmy skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As they float along, and their plaintive cries</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are the pipes of an elfin roundelay.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tis the call of the wild to the Far-away!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Northward Ho!” is their haunting chant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down the rocking winds their long lines slant,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the old gray gander who takes command</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How he marshals the files of his climbing band,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As they wing their flight with a tireless haste,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the ice rimmed seas and the tundra waste.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the spruce fringed lakes and the virgin sod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where never the foot of man has trod;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the empty lands unspoiled and clean</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That never the eye of man has seen;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the frost wraiths flee in the melting nights</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That throb to the dance of the northern lights.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On their venturous voyage no compass guides</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the murmuring reefs and the chartless tides</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the upper air. But their leader hoarse,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like a pilot sage directs their course</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the sheltered fens and the coves they share</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the snow white fox and the arctic hare.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How we follow the wild geese’s homing flight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till their chorus dies and they fade from sight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And our pulses thrill to be up and away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Joyously buoyant, as free as they.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For their far off challenge seems to ring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Awake, glad world, to the songs of Spring!”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Sweet_Fern"><span class="smcap">Sweet Fern</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strange perfume of the wilderness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Elusive as an elfin child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That broods above the landscape wild -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And haunting as a last caress.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From thickets broken and obscure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That spicy fragrance down the lea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brings to the ever murmuring sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sweetness of the barren moor.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Low risen thickets, scarcely seen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among the clumps of reindeer moss;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What elfin traceries emboss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your leafy arabesques of green!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if no lonely passer by</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has trod your solitude to share</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That incense - every wandering air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has borne it to the bending sky.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="White_Sail"><span class="smcap">White Sail</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">White sail beyond yon point of sand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Set like a gem upon the blue,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A fairy bark for elfin land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Receding gradually from view;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">White sail a snow flake come to rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like thistledown, upon the sea;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A distant beacon on the breast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of watery immensity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">White sail, a finger tip that seems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To beckon from the ocean’s rim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To some enchanted isle of dreams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the skyline, vague and dim.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">White sail that like a lonely tern</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fades out against the dying day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We watch till you are gone and yearn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To voyage into the far away.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Humming_Bird"><span class="smcap">The Humming Bird</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blithe wanderer from some happier sphere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What hither darting brought you here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Swift as a flash of light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With rainbow spatters on your throat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aflutter like a dancing mote</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Upon a sunbeam bright.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bold atom of exultant life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With energy and action rife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And pinions all ablurr,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What glad exuberance of wing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like harping on a fairy string</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Evokes that vibrant whirr?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With humming, strumming melody</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like some supernal bumble bee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">You flit about to sup</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On honey dew. Your fearless beak</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Probes, lancet like, those sweets to seek</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Within each nectared cup.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ah birdikin, now here, now there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Poised elfinlike, upon the air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Aglitter like the dawn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How ardently we would beguile</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So fair a sprite to rest a while</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">But flash! and you are gone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet the unspoken word you bring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still lingers. Time is on the wing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And never may be stayed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So let us sip each honeyed hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For life itself is but a flower</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">That all too soon will fade.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="O_Road_That_Winds_Among_The_Hills"><span class="smcap">O Road That Winds Among The Hills</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O road that winds among the hills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sinuous curves that lure the eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Up distant slopes to meet the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And wake a wanderlust that thrills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To scenes which beckon far beyond</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From steep Kashmir or Trebizon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How like a bird, we’d love to roam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the gray Horizon’s rim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shuts us like a prison grim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Within that narrow niche - our home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While thoughts unfettered steal away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Istanbul and far Cathay.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O road we tread in toil and strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That climbs to greet the bending air,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The long, long trail to none knows where -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The weary highway we call Life -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What lies beyond? Ah, who can say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But we shall see and know - some day!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Beach_Grass_Threnody"><span class="smcap">The Beach Grass Threnody</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lo in the wind the beach grass sings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A medley of fantastic things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That stirs the silence of the ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With elfin notes we scarce may hear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From formless shapes grotesque and strange</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That lurk beyond the vision’s range.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fingers of what moon beam sprite,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or lonely demon of the night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have strummed those sweetly plaintive strings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the weird melody that wrings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A note of haunting mystery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the chill vastness of the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="To_A_Rose_Jar"><span class="smcap">To A Rose Jar</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fair chalice in your spicy store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The roses seem to blow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And childhood’s simple faith restore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In legend’s long ago;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such as the Arab’s jewelled prose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Genii from the bottle rose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The magician’s command obeyed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And at his feet whole kingdoms laid.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From odorous depths I summon thee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O spirit of the past!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Weave all your spells of fantasy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And may your visions last.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bring to my ear the murmuring breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The drowsy, far off hum of bees,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unfolding to my raptured gaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those scenes beloved, of olden days.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once more within this scented gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forgotten sunbeams rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On hedges drooped with odorous bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By blushing lips caressed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those roses faded with the dusk -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her lips grew cold, but fixed in musk</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fragrance lingers - and her eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Do they smile down from Paradise?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prophetic incense, subtly rare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O may I understand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The poignant messages you bear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From Memory’s holy land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For petals torn from withered stems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have filled this treasure casque with gems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And their sweet perfume brings to me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A hint of immortality.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Blue_Berries"><span class="smcap">Blue Berries</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From elfland’s glades and coverts green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peering through bars of sun and shade</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are friendly little eyes, I ween,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That glow like sapphires set in jade,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And shyly veil their azure spheres</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In summer’s filmiest atmospheres.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There banqueting, we half recline</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sip the perfume redolent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sweet fern, aromatic pine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And bayberries’ seductive scent,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An incense rare as smoking spice</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That censers raise to Paradise.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The stillness brooding like a pall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er thickets and entangled trees</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is stabbed by the shrill blackbird’s call,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And rippled by the wandering breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That trails a buzzing dragon fly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where bumble bees hum drowsily.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Athwart the slant rays of the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far off there glides a cloudland sail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To faery shores. Our task is done -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our treasure won - a brimming pail.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And no blithe argonaut e’er bore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From legend’s quest a richer store!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Watcher"><span class="smcap">The Watcher</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A frail old lady bent and gray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She gazes out into the west.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To her it seems but yesterday</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He sailed away with eager zest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I pinned a rose upon his coat”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She falters, clutching at her throat.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mariner he put to sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Twas more than fifty years ago,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The neighbors nod in sympathy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She cannot understand they know.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What fancies throng her poor old head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“My Robert lost? He can’t be dead.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And she is right. Her clearer eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sees through the storms and stress of years,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Full well she knows he did not die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The rainbow glistens through her tears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enshrined within her heart in truth</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her Robert lives in deathless youth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From her lone window on the shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She nightly sets a lamp to burn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A beacon when the breakers roar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To guide him on his safe return.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No matter what the neighbors say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These two shall meet again some day!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Sea_Shell_Boat"><span class="smcap">The Sea Shell Boat</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How now, little maid, in your bonnet arrayed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With that quaint little shell in your hand!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not a shell but a boat? Ah, I see, let it float</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Far away from these mountains of sand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">It will sail so I’m told, down the pathway of gold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where the sun paves the sea with its beams,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To some fortunate isle where the skies ever smile</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon childhood’s endeavors and dreams.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But, Honey, don’t cry if it sinks bye and bye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like a fluttering bird to its nest;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the wild waves at play in their blundering way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like the oncoming years never rest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">My hopes were aglow in the long, long ago</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When my own little ship left the shore;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But my hair has grown grey since it drifted away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And it never came back any more!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp90" id="i033" style="max-width: 149.9375em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i033.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Flotsam"><span class="smcap">Flotsam</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O flotsam stranded on the beach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Half buried in the oozing sand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sudden step, an outstretched hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And you are snatched beyond the reach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of clutching waves. What brought you here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From far off climes beyond the seas,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sport of every furtive breeze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A wanderer for many a year?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What gulfs of ocean’s nether world</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your paths have plumbed, I cannot know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To what abyss the Krakens go,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or where Leviathan was hurled.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What current dark, I wonder, links</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your lot with mine on this lone shore, -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But there is only silence more</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unbroken than the Memphian spinx.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And am I fain to speculate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the burden of your past?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When I, myself, am flotsam cast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ashore a little while to wait</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Time’s resistless tides that sweep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In endless waves of night and day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Across the shoaling milky way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From some vast, unimagined deep!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Ancient_Log_Book"><span class="smcap">The Ancient Log Book</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis a time eaten volume with pages so blurred</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That they seem to peer out through a fog,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But our fancy illumines each lustreless word</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of that battered old “wind-jammer’s” log.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till our eyes gazing out through those angular lines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like windows, transparent, behold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far vistas of seas where adventure combines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With “spices” and “teak wood” and “gold.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Off the Horn” where the “greybeards” loomed up “mountain high”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All “our topsails were carried away”;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then ’twas “cutlass and pike” when the “pirates drew nigh”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As “becalmed off Macassar we lay.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“One man hurt” then a later notation, “he’s dead”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And “was buried at sea” all we know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He “signed from Tahiti” a “good man” they said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“The fo’castle hands called him ‘Joe’”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lone wanderer far from his native lagoon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was he mourned by some garlanded maid?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We ponder till jarred by a “roaring Typhoon”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And “there on our beam ends we laid”.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“With our water casks low” when our “Bread had give out”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“We fetched by some island unknown”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though we “dragged on the coral” while “Going about”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We added “their stores” to our own.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There’s the wash and the surge of the murmurous deep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In each billowing flourish of ink.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though the captains are silent in fathomless sleep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What they tersely inscribed is a link.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With a past, when our banner, its glory aflame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the winds of the heavens was flung;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And their deeds are forever an epic of fame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such as Homer of old might have sung.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Dance_Of_The_Moon_Beams"><span class="smcap">The Dance Of The Moon Beams</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the moonbeams dance down the broad expanse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of a path o’er the heaving sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And they blithely trip from tip to tip</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the billows ranging free.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down a highway bright of silvery light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They dance to the ghostly moon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the sprightly set of a minuet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the whirl of a rigadoon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our lonely shore like a burnished floor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Streams that river of luminous sheen;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis a fairy track through the shadows black</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis a bridge that spans between.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The regions here and that unseen sphere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far off in the western sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the day is done with the setting sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the sunsets fade and die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the moon holds court and her minions sport</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As over the seas they roam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And they dance their way through the glistening spray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And laugh in the rippling foam.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“O the night is ours and its witching powers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“And there’s never an eye to mark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“For the demons sleep in the caverned deep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“And the goblins of the dark.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Are far away where the shadows gray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“On the spectral sand dunes lie,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“So join in our mirth that is not of the earth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“But more of the sea and the sky!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the rhythmic beat of their twinkling feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The creaming breakers fret,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As to and fro on a rollicking toe</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They gracefully pirouette.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the surges roll o’er the murmuring shoal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through a brooding harmony</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the night wind sings of unspoken things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In an eerie melody.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“O cast your cares on the buoyant airs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Where the star points smoulder dim”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is their lilting song as they float along</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the skyline’s molten rim.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">As their footsteps pave o’er the frosted wave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A path to the magic west,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With a carefree shout we would join the rout</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And follow their homing quest.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But our feet are banned from that faery land</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though our vaulting fancy yearns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As it throbs in tune to the dying moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the morning redly burns.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With our hearts in tune to the dying moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We stand in the hush of dawn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There are cryptic runes on the windswept dunes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that luminous path has gone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the wet sands lie neath the empty sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As drear as the lifeless sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But through our dreams flit the elfin beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of that moonsprite revelry.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Marshes_Of_Sandwich"><span class="smcap">Marshes Of Sandwich</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Marshes of Sandwich where slow currents wind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Languidly seeking the outermost sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drifting, some ultimate haven to find,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where far horizons stretch, boundless and free!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out there beyond the white sea wall of dunes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Murmurs of ocean that breathe faint and low</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Looming like mountain peaks crusted with snow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Weaving blue shadows through hot afternoons.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Languorous meadows where dragon flies dream,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Level green solitudes soothing the eye,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Golden with mist from the sun’s slanting beam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Purpled by patches of cloud floating by.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prairies beloved of the homing wild geese</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nature’s hurt children are healed by your balm;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How we have longed for the infinite peace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Born of your timeless, unchangeable calm!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Smile_Of_The_Sea"><span class="smcap">The Smile Of The Sea</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the sun’s molten gold seems to spatter and spill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er the wavelets so dazzlingly bright,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As they dance to the songs of the sandpiper’s shrill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With their numberless sparkles of light.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the languorous winds with their deft fingers press</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Those wrinkles of sapphire and flame,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the fires they enkindle all surge to express</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A shout of exultant acclaim.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How they twinkle and glitter like sparks from the steel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While the gilded foam chuckles with glee,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till all nature, attuned to the rapture they feel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seems aglow with the smile of the sea.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp90" id="i038" style="max-width: 188.125em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i038.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Our_Cape_Cod_Home"><span class="smcap">Our Cape Cod Home</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O ancient Cape Cod house whose drooping eaves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Prim as the bonnet of a Pilgrim maid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are sere and grey as Autumn’s driven leaves,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What comfort seems to drowse beneath their shade</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Comfort that fairly drips like Heaven’s own dew -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The tranquil calm that our forefathers knew.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How many gales about those eaves have roared,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How many summer heats have come and gone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And left their imprint on each weathered board</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Time seasoned and discolored, handed on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To younger generations. Quaint and queer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You seem, but O your wealth of homey cheer!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your architects were of a sombre breed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their doctrines gnarled and knotty to the core,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yet you gave them refuge, ’twas their need;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What battlemented towers had yielded more?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A treasure galleon, in your roomy hold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were sanctuary from the storm and cold.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And beauty thralled them too, those builders dour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though beauty was to them, sedate and plain;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They wrought in harmony with marsh and moor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In simple lines, and time’s enduring stain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On crumbling shingles, where the lichens grow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To mingle with the greys their golden glow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With broad axe and with adze those builders wrought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in the wilderness foundations laid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For our great nation. Liberty they sought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With toil and thrift - sound virtues roughly made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of homespun stuff, quite like the clothes they wore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As out of fashion as your buckled floor!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The times were hard, the men who lived them rude,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They lacked the many luxuries we know;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The life within your walls was drab and crude,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At least our demagogues have told us so;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yet along your pathway rimmed with flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How shallow flows this flippant life of ours!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The new apartment in the city’s maze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has fixtures that your age had never seen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Machine made gadgets, till our very days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seem spun for us, upon a vast machine;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we ourselves an inconspicuous part</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of some grim Frankenstein without a heart.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Caught in the maelstrom of the times we strive</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To please our gods of gold with feet of clay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Exchange your solace for a noisy hive;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clutch at the shell and throw the pearl away;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And your unbounded views of ocean’s foam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shut out with walls that never can be home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O quaint old Cape Cod house, precarious link</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Between the past and present, Life, no doubt,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Means progress, - so at least we’re taught to think</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though often wonder what ’tis all about -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But as we smile at customs you have known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How are the angels saddened at our own!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Thunder_Storm_Off_Race_Point"><span class="smcap">Thunder Storm Off Race Point</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the dunes what monstrous shapes are these</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like Titans rearing out of the abyss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To menace heaven? Terrible they loom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upheaving with their shoulders till the sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is warped and yielding, and the trampled sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pales into death white foam. Impending doom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweeps to engulf the world, when flash on flash,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As far heat lightnings glint on burnished arms,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wild Valkyries come! Their jet black steeds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Outpace the furious winds; and hark, the stroke</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Thor, the Thunder God! His hammer dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Splinters the silence, crashing downward, stuns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The firmament. That glare that blinds the eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is Woden’s Sword! It pierces coil on coil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Night’s writing dragon, pouring forth its flood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of venomed gloom.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent18">Redoubled is the din</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The powers of Tartarus and Heaven locked,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In mortal strife. The adamantine base</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foundationing the everlasting hills,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the resounding archways of the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Reverberate and tremble!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent28">Wildly burst</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like pent up tears, the rains that hurtle down</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sodden with chill; while whimpering, the surge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All tempest frayed and besomed, choked with sobs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fingers the whining sands.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent28">Ages it seems,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tumultuous aeons, e’er the torrents cease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And tides of blackness ebb. Far out to sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The mighty conflict drifts, the thunders die</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As scorpion whips of forked lightnings scourge</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The cringing giants of the cloud that flee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down to their dungeons in the vasty deep;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While o’er their tatters rides the full orbed moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorious, resplendent like the shield of Mars,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Triumphant o’er the terrors of the storm.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="To_A_Scrimshawed_Whales_Tooth"><span class="smcap">To A Scrimshawed Whale’s Tooth</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Quaint relic that the mellowing years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have tinged with Autumn’s ripened gold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What scene of olden time veneers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your ivory surface smooth and cold!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hard bitten by some huge sperm whale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You often gored the giant squid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That nightmare of the deep, amid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unfathomed gulfs of crag and vale.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Remotest seas, their bounds unknown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That old bull whale was wont to cross</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By ways uncharted, he alone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shared with the wandering albatross.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Marauder savage and morose,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He spurned the waves in pride and wrath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No killer dared dispute the path</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The monarch of the ocean chose.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then came the whaler’s crew - and this</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lone carven fragment now remains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of all his bulk, that the abyss</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Long since engulfed. Yet it explains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A graphic story. Clothed with life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its dead white surface - line by line -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unfolds in intricate design</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A sailor’s dreams - etched by his knife.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through many an hour of summer haze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the long swells rocked languidly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His patient fingers graved that maze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of intertwining tracery.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that sweet face with hair so trim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Love’s arrow, and two hearts that bleed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What touching romance we may read</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In “H to J” - to Her from Him.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Old Time united them we trust -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Initials linked but separate -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though both long mingled with the dust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their story we may still translate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From this rude sketch. Devotedly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They passed a lifetime richly blest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And safe at home, together rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In sad, sweet graves beside the sea.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or did perchance, Fate intervene</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bow that head in sorrow low</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For lover lost - what came between</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those twain we cannot hope to know.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sadness of a far off day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fading of a golden dream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dim memories, how fresh they seem</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To ever youthful H and J!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enshrined as on a magic page</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A clasp knife for his only aid,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still fondly lingers age by age</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The love a sailor bore a maid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His name, nor hers, no one can say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No evidence besides, endures,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But silent eloquence like yours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Immortalizes H and J!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Creeping_Fog"><span class="smcap">The Creeping Fog</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rolling in from the sea, rolling on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ghostly floods chill as death, in the dawn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swallow up all the world in their sweep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the grey currents stealthily creep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Over marshland and dune, while the sun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dripping mist, scarce proclaims day begun</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To a landscape all eerie and wan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drowned in fog, rolling in, rolling on!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trees by oceans of droplets bedimmed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loom like shapes that our fancy has limned;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beacons set where the weird torrents range</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through invisible channels and change</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the loved, olden landmarks we know,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till dissolved in that strange overflow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth and sky seem to blend and begin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the fog’s swelling tide, rolling in!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Wooden_Sailor"><span class="smcap">Wooden Sailor</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wooden sailor swinging war clubs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On my lawn with furious tempo,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the Don of Spanish legend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He of old, who braved the windmills</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Looming up like giants, charged them</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Splintering his lance and bruising</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His frail bones on mad illusions;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You resemble him - bold warrior,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Struggling with the summer breezes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lunging at the clouds above you.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But your ludicrous gyrations</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In my yard, your droll gymnastics</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Point a world of deeper meaning,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For we too, are often harried</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By imaginary perils;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Spend the years in aimless striving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wearying the heart and sinews</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On fantastic undertakings;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cursed by impotent endeavor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Unproductive, never-ending.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">If we smile at your contortions</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Toiling furiously for - nothing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is less in mirth than sadness.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I fear we fail to equal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your stout heart and resolution</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wigwagging your bold defiance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, while we are battling shadows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wasting life in futile effort,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can we wonder that the angels</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grieve in Heaven at our folly?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Dreamer"><span class="smcap">The Dreamer</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">He lounges on the wharf and whittles pegs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While his pathetic gaze drifts out to sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Around him fishnets, anchors, empty kegs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And coils of rope are stored. His revery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though deep, is sometimes broken by a sigh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As strange lights kindle in his faded eye.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A shapeless hat seems floating on his hair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of wavy white. His clothes are patched and worn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His fingers palsy shaken, and an air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of pathos and of helplessness forlorn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enfolds him, as he lays his pipe aside</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gazes sadly at the ebbing tide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">His vision seems athirst to drink its fill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of ocean’s mystery that he loves so well,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For he has lived adventure, lives it still,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though age, long since, has yielded to the spell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of brooding calm. No idle dreamer he,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His thoughts are busied on some far off sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stern old Magellan and Sir Francis Drake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heard tales from just such ancient sailor men,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tales that inspired a zeal to undertake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those stirring voyages beyond the ken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of their small world. Discoverers bold, - and yet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They steered the course some unknown dreamer set!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Chant_Of_The_Night_Wind"><span class="smcap">The Chant Of The Night Wind</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the wind in the chimney place thrums a wild strain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">A chant that no mortal has known,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And my soul deeply stirs at its eerie refrain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In my dim lighted chamber, - alone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For strange lifting cadences mark its sweet song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With gladness and beauty and fear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till chords, long forgotten, in memory throng</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like a shell that I press to my ear.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where have you wandered, melodious breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That sounds such a magical note,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have you winged on your journey, o’er limitless seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From some Ultima Thule remote?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A region no mortal may ever explore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whose legended boundaries lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On foam whitened beaches and sinister shore</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And crags that are gnashing the sky!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where ice fields aglow in the dark of the moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Reflect the volcano’s red glare -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We may ponder and doubt - but our souls are in tune</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To the verve of that uncanny air!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the spirits of night strum their wild elfin lyres</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And they harp on invisible strings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While a music, unearthly, floats down from those wires</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like the tremulous flutter of wings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For those notes so elusive, so mystically sweet,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">We may sense but their vague undertone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For they baffle our hearing, so faintly they beat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On the verge of the audible zone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O restless and fitful, those wandering airs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As the sad breezes sigh to the rain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then dying, evasively mock at our prayers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For silent, we hear them again!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis the music of elfland that rings in our ears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With its haunting notes witching and low,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the voices of friends that have gone with the years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or the echoes of songs long ago.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Midnight"><span class="smcap">Midnight</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the dead watches of the night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As time drifts by on endless flight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drowsing upon our couch we hear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A distant clock sound faint but clear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And chiming from its lonely tower</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ring out the solemn midnight hour.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">That warning stirs the unquiet air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A golden day has flown - but where?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Another burns to greet the dawn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But one day has forever gone -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And pendulum and iron tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their mournful requiem have sung.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aghast the present moment flies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Midway between eternities,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As, winging on without a stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tomorrow flees from yesterday,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And vanished moments that have been</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will never come to us again!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Golden_Rod"><span class="smcap">The Golden Rod</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What dazzling shape is this that seems to rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At the command</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of some magician, till it glorifies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The barren sand?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A stately canopy for some proud elve!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And that rich sheen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The grand creation of the gnomes that delve</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Grotesque, unseen,</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In caverns dim. There while the forges ring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To blow on blow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those humble artisans are burnishing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That wondrous glow!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">How gorgeously the molten yellow gleams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As they combine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sand’s bright ore with sunlight’s minted beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In rare design.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until the wealth that jade green leaves disguise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And buds enfold!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wells upward with resplendent ecstasies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In jets of gold!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fountains that o’er the sterile desert play</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Erect and tall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With pendent droplets from their golden spray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That never fall.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Oases of enchantment where the bees</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And beetles come,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To mingle with the murmur of the seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their drowsy hum.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such splendor glitters in each regal nod</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of gilded bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We pause in doubt; is this the golden rod,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or seraph’s plume?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A scepter, or perchance a magic wand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For elfin kings?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our fancy pictures in each jewelled frond</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fantastic things.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And still our wonder grows, and a vague fear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of regions banned</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Steals o’er us—lest our footsteps draw too near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To fairyland!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Wild_Roses"><span class="smcap">Wild Roses</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whence comes that swooning fragrance on the air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That riot of rich color on the hill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like smouldering embers? red, deep red, and fair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They are, beyond our groping words. We thrill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To inner surgings of unuttered things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When we behold, strewn o’er this alien lea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Exotic bloom that to our spirit sings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In perfume sweet as lifting melody,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fresh from immortal Eden’s radiant bowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where angels coveted our earthly flowers.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like elfin torches tipped with odorous fire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Raining their ashen petals on the grass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These flowering censers rouse a wild desire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For beauty yet unseen, in those who pass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This solitary way. O incense sweet!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bees are drunken with it, the wild bees</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And dragon flies that hunt this still retreat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far from the world of men. Is it for these</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Nature lavishes her perfume rare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To scent this moorland waste and wandering air?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wild roses, O but they were meant to be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">More than the sweet companions of an hour;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Theirs is a loftier role, their destiny</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this sad world, to glorify the power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of beauty welling up beyond the range</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of mortal view. Strange ecstasies concealed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aforetime from our blighting frost and change</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aurora’s swinging gates have here revealed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such perfect beauty as the seraph knows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hid in that floral miracle - a rose.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Coast_Guard_Station"><span class="smcap">The Coast Guard Station</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stout fortress on the battle line</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of shrieking winds and thunderous surge,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A barbican against the brine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A challenge to the breakers’ dirge;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not all the wild Atlantic’s wrath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can bar your men from life boats frail,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor all the fury of the gale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can swerve them from their destined path!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The churning foam may pelt and freeze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The stinging sleet cut to the bone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They venture forth on perilous seas,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They venture forth, unsung, alone.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like knights of olden time arrayed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In oilskin armor, theirs the role</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To battle with the raging shoal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And beard the tempest unafraid!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No martial strains ring in their ears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No banners blaze their desperate way;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only a wife or mother peers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From distant sand dunes through the spray.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yet no crown that fame may give</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Can e’re transcend the solemn pride</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of men, whatever may betide,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who risk their lives that men may live.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Keeper_Of_The_Light"><span class="smcap">Keeper Of The Light</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aloft within the beacon tower alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She trims the lamps that send their luminous beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far out into the night. The eerie moan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the wild shoal is smothered by the screams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of winds that make the thrumming walls resound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With deafening din. She listens, mute with dread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To voices mingling vaguely in the sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the storm maddened waves, and shakes her head.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Is it the waves?” she mutters. Bent and old</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her fingers tremble so,—but not from cold!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her husband tosses on his cot below</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Burning with fever, often calls her name.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But she must stand his watch though none may know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of her long vigil. Vestal of a flame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whose warning beams guide mariners aright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid perilous reefs, through all engulfing gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though unclean spirits rage throughout the night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Riding the furious winds in rain and spume,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No matter if she shivers and turns pale,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her courage, like her light, endures the gale.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But what drives hard like spray against the glass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hurtling from out the dark? a tiny form</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With battered wings, a tern which flees, alas,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like some lost soul from the pursuing storm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dashed to the rocks below. “Dear God!” she cries</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Why must my light that points great ships the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Be blooded by his piteous sacrifice?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Life saving beams, who gave them power to slay?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“How hopelessly must good and evil blend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“When harmless birds meet such a cruel end.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="On_Chatham_Bars"><span class="smcap">On Chatham Bars</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Chatham bars the surges moan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And sea birds cry;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A gull goes winging stark and lone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Across the sky;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While on the shore, with menace low,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mutters the seething undertow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er Chatham bars a frighted cloud</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Goes driven fast;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The shoals are answering hoarse and loud</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The roaring blast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And joining that wild revelry</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of frenzied winds and raging sea.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through blinding sands with bended head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The coast guard goes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Chatham bars, in silent dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For well he knows,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That surf may leave, on its retreat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Some ghastly trophy at his feet!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On Easter morn the mourners stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Chatham hill,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To chant again His high command,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of - “Peace be still”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And scatter flowers upon the wave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To drift above some nameless grave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Chatham bars are silent now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">On Easter Day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before that solemn group who bow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Their heads and pray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Him, the Risen One, Who said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Then shall the sea give up its dead.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Old_Timers_Lament"><span class="smcap">The Old Timer’s Lament</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where is the Cape that I used to know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the quaint old days of the long ago?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The weathered house with its friendly smoke</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the looming background of silver oak;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the huge brick oven that flanked the grate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where the fireplace yawned like the flaming gate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of a fairy world to my childish gaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While the russets sputtered before the blaze—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was there ever such comfort and homey cheer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the Cape that my memory holds so dear?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There were braided rugs on the sanded floor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that queer round cellar—what bounteous store</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of pickle and relish and sweet preserve</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seemed overflowing each ample curve!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What jars of berries and stewed beach plum</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And jugs—half hidden—of cherry rum—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And jugs that frothed with potato yeast,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the dainties saved for Thanksgiving’s feast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I think of them often and sigh—“Heigh-ho”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where is the Cape that I used to know?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that open chamber and corded bed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where I listened to pattering rain overhead.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rope handled sea chests and leathern trunks</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And models of clippers and Chinese junks,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And apples drying in clustered strings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With numberless other wonderful things.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No cave from the storied Arabian Nights</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was filled with more treasures and marvelous sights</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than our storehouse under the eaves could show—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where is the Cape that I used to know?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the fragrant gardens that memory links</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the olden days—O those sweet Cape pinks,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the hollyhocks and the columbine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the savory herbs by the ivy vine,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the fish nets drying along the slope</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mid tangles of buoys and fresh tarred rope—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes the modern gardens are trim and neat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But I often think—“Do they smell as sweet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“As those beds where the roses loved to grow?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where is the Cape that I used to know?</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The captains turned from the seven seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To end their days in such homes as these;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the tales they spun for my youthful ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have waited a lifetime their like to hear.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But they sleep where the mournful willows bend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er that silent city where voyages end;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though their memory lingers in many a page</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of log books crumbling with salt and age,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And many a rare old curio—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where is the Cape that I used to know?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But time flows on like the ceaseless tide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And cabins clutter the country side</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like nesting gulls. Where the horse, hock deep,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once plodded the sands the autos sweep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before my eyes in a dizzy blur</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of mad confusion and noise and stir.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For peace and quiet have never a place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this modern world with its feverish pace</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With its movie glare and its radio—</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O where is the Cape that I used to know?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Revery"><span class="smcap">Revery</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sweet angel of the backward look</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And trailing wings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We wander by Time’s restless brook</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of transient things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That from some far off, unseen nook</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Forever springs.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Old Time may lay aside his glass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For just a day,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let not the jewelled moments pass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But bid them stay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The while we stretch upon the grass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In revery.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp100" id="i054" style="max-width: 149.4375em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i054.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Old_Hulk"><span class="smcap">The Old Hulk</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">Moored to the decaying piling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Of a ruined wharf, and whiling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Endless hours away in dreams of days gone by,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Lies a battered hulk, dismasted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Broken backed and tempest blasted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like a dolphin fast aground and left to die.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">Deck awash and planking slanted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Like a broken lily planted</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the mud, where every tide the eddies swirl,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Years have gone since last it floated</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And the sea growths all unnoted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Underneath its rotting timbers twine and curl.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">Often when my footsteps tended</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">To that lonely shore that ended</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All its voyagings there sounded in my ear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">What the shrilling sea birds uttered</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And the voiceless current muttered</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Solemn messages it meant for me to hear;</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Far off seas no more beguile me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“But their memories reconcile me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“To the shelter of this silver mirrored cove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Where my outline seems engraven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Like an etching. Safe in haven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I am home at last, and nevermore shall rove.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Modernists"><span class="smcap">The Modernists</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bam, wham!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clangor of cymbals and shriek of a fife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That stabs like a knife.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Zam, slam!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bang on the tambourine, beat on the drums,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Symphony comes!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Greet her with tom-toms while savages dance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let any discord the riot enhance,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down with all melody, harmony, poise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Give us more noise!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tonal inebriates, drunken with sound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pound, brothers, pound!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Furiously, frenziedly, round and around</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whirls the mad medley of ear splitting notes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the yelling of demons with flame blackened throats.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Music is stricken, is dying, ’tis said,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Over her head,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Set all the boiler works off on a spree!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jazz and more jazz in a mad jamboree,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Music is dead!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But still in the morning the song sparrow sings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And blithely she wings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from her gay throat a sweet melody springs,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Old as the Pyramids, new as the dawn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Music will live when this madness has gone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blah, blurb!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pronoun and verb.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For poetry give us a barbaric yawp</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Slop, Stop!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The stuff that some long haired Bohemian raves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would make Keats and Tennyson turn in their graves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Miscalled free verse,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And trash that is worse.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nothing too banal or trite or absurd,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such is the artistic triumph preferred,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To melodies sung</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When old Homer was young.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out with the rhyming brook, limpid and pure,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Open a sewer!</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Let the nymph Poesy cover her face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Downcast and blushing at such a disgrace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Garbage of words and cesspool of thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Columns and pages of rubbish and rot,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only a blot!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">This is not Poesy spawned in the mire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">High on Olympus she still sounds her lyre</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the immortals. Her rapt, vibrant fire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blasts like a flame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All the abortions brought forth in her name.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Smear, daub!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Plaster on canvas an unsightly gob</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yellow and scarlet and purple and pink,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Looks like a mess that has spilled in the sink.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But call it a sunset o’er Harlem, in truth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or a beautiful woman enamoured with youth.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Just a name, any name that you think of will do,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And if you insert a poor outline or two,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Be sure that you violate all the known rules.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The masters were fools!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For painting is only a sleep walker’s trance.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Walpurgis is with us so on with the dance!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the forms that great Phidias carved out of stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Misshapen monstrosities, muscle and bone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now simper and leer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At vapid admirers who openly jeer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At beauty of tinting or outline or form</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And foment a storm,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of sickly approval at each newest fright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That clutters our galleries, angers our sight.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For art is a blight!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O that some genius great hearted and sane</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Would banish such trash of a disordered brain!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For beauty will ever be noble and fine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And speaking through music or color or line</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her voice is divine!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="When_The_Locusts_Are_In_Bloom"><span class="smcap">When The Locusts Are In Bloom</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">When the locusts are in bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Every bud - a riven tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yields a spirit form, emerging pure as snow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Dancing lightly on the breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Like the foam on fairy seas,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swinging like enchanted censers to and fro.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">And the moonbeams, white and chaste,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Through the branches interlaced,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How they seem to drip into each ivory cup,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Where anon, the summer heats</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Mingle all those honeyed sweets</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the bee, with nectar drunken, loves to sup.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">Wondrous pendants set with gems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Clinging to the swaying stems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How each chalice overflows into the stream</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Of the scented hours that glide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Down a timeless, golden tide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the islands where the lotus eaters dream.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">So we idly float along</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">On the bluebird’s lilting song</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To a region where the blossoms never die.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">For through all the cloying hours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">In the thralldom of the flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fancy roams in far off cloudlands of the sky.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Harvest_Of_The_Sea"><span class="smcap">The Harvest Of The Sea</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">It is harvest time in the teeming sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the surges labor tirelessly</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like toil bent reapers with sickles of foam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They garner the harvest and carry it home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the beaches throb to the rhythmic beat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As they strew it in windrows at our feet.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Slender strands like a whip lash, tear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">At the cowering sands - ’tis the Dead-Man’s Hair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the rockweed bulges with bulbous lumps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">All yellow and brown, with the jagged stumps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of kelp stalks wrenched by the undertow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From sunken glens where the sea things grow.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eel grass rolled by the waves at play</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In fresh cut swaths like the new mown hay;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lettuce that glints with a fragile sheen:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Irish moss with its mottled green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And cream and purple and pink and brown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the matted gulfs where sailors drown!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Algae dyed like a fresh blown rose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Red is their telltale hue that glows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the white sands edging the brooding sea.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A network of delicate imagery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the thin fine lines of an etching traced</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the blundering surges have not erased.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Harvest from tide tilled fields that bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Deep down where the sunlight fades in gloom.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gardens of sinister mystery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Under the waves of the heaving sea.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gardens the living may never know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where dead men drift in the ebb and flow!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Jungles where fishes and creatures strange</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the lush profusion may freely range.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not for the living but for the dead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are those fields submerged that we may not tread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But their harvest is scattered within our reach</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the wild waves mourning along the beach.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Beach_Grass"><span class="smcap">Beach Grass</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tremulous as elfin lances</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are the thin shafts of the beach grass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blades and tufted points that quiver</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Eerily to winds of midnight;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Magic strings on lyres enchanted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strings that strum a lilting cadence</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Played upon by fairy fingers.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beach grass blades that whirl and struggle</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the clutch of boisterous breezes.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Needle tips that mark strange circles</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the cowering sands beneath them,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tracings of a fairy stylus,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Runic etchings vague and ghostlike.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tenuous roots, like bamboo jointed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Delving, burrowing neath the surface</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the rough hewn sand dunes moulded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By great Nature’s groping fingers;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">(Waves and tempests are her fingers)</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With their living network binding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Crumbling sands that melt and vanish -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a woven web of fibre.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Threading with tenacious purpose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mantles lovely and protective,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the battered landscape brightens</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Smiles through scars and cruel gashes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Smiles in glossy, rippling beach grass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Undulating in the breezes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like a field of ripened barley.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beach grass, desperate, clinging, gripping</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Braving wrath of winter tempests,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scourged by sands that sting like nettles,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blinding clouds that lash and smother,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wet with driven spume and frosted,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the salt and oft half buried,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the tortured dunes roll landward,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Uncouth monsters, struggling, straining</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By the rage of Neptune driven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stumbling, sprawling, lurching onward.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the beach grass, fragile, yielding</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like a seine whose mesh entangles,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Binds their heaving bulks together -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a fibrous web of rootlets;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gripping fiercely for each foothold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yielding grudgingly and battling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the storm winds howl in fury,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the baffled ocean smothers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Futile wrath in foam and roaring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till the lowly beach grass triumphs;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Holds in magic chains the forces</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of ungovernable chaos.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beach grass drawing life and nurture</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From the sterile sands, a living</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Energy from out the desert.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hardy warrior, silent tamer</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of primeval urgings rampant,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Barrier to the clamorous ocean,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Staunch preserver of the landscape,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not content with curbing surges</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or restraining restless sand dunes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How you bless that sterile desert</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With your wild and pensive beauty;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cover o’er its savage harshness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With the mantle of your verdure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till your patient, steadfast purpose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glorifies the vanquished sea shore.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Swamp_Heron"><span class="smcap">The Swamp Heron</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Quawk”, comes that harshly guttural note</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the night stillness, hear it? “Quawk”.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A hoarse “good hunting” from the throat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of a night heron, feathered gawk,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ungainly, droll, the awkward child</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And threadbare outcast of the wild.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis not his custom to intrude</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where others are, while on his way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To his beloved solitude</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor has he overmuch to say;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His only greeting is a squawk</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But filled with cheer, a friendly “Quawk”.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thanks, humble neighbor of the moors</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For such philosophy is rare;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though neither grace nor charm are yours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You envy no one, nor compare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their lissome poise - your stilt like walk!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their lilting song - your throaty “Quawk”.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">He knows, illfavored bird of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The finest feathers in the dark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are little worth, nor pleasing flight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor beauty’s form with none to mark;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Contented but to nightly stalk</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His supper like a wise old quawk.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Throes_Of_Creation"><span class="smcap">The Throes Of Creation</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Crash and a smother of foam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Drowned in a booming roar!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That is the way the surge comes home</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Pounding along the shore.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hiss and a seething tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Laps at the crumbling sand!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That is the way the sea has wrung</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Room from the grudging land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rasp of the undertow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As its white tongue flays the beach,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flensing the pebbles to and fro</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into its treacherous reach.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever the sob and moan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of the tortured ledges rings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grinding to dust and welding to stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ever the hammer swings.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never a solid ground</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor a fixed and steadfast place;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shoals new risen and islands drowned</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sculpture the landscape’s face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Thus were the corners laid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">For the continents and the seas;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That is the way the world was made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out of such conflicts as these.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Up from the ocean’s bed;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Into the ocean cast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Surging through infinite ages ahead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out of an infinite past.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp60" id="i063" style="max-width: 147.8125em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i063.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+<p>The Methodist Meeting House at South Truro was known to many old timers
+as Hog’s Back Church. The following verses were written while it was
+still standing, though long deserted and neglected. But to those who
+knew and admired it, as I did, it deserves something more than the
+simple granite slab that marks its site. For it remains a lasting
+memory of a former era on old Cape Cod.
+</p>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Hogs_Back_Church"><span class="smcap">Hog’s Back Church</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foursquare it stands!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A stalwart witness year by year</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To courage steadfast but austere.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The toilworn hands</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shaped its beams and laid its floors</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are folded now. The toilers lie</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In marble dotted rows nearby</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though some found graves on distant shores</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And some were lost at sea!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">This fickle, carefree world might heed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those iron men of Pilgrim breed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though rude their lives and stern their bent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They built a during monument</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To strict integrity.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foursquare it stands!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And gazes out o’er Pamet Bay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once whitened by the sails that lay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where now are choking sands.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The weathered houses prim and square</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That marked the hillsides everywhere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have disappeared,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But that old church in stately pride</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still dominates the countryside;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is still revered.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foursquare it stands!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dust upon the pulpit lies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whence lurid texts and prophecies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Were hurled like burning brands.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No more the silent walls are stirred</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By thunders of Jehovah’s wrath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That seekers for the “Narrow Path”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once, trembling, heard;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They reverenced an awful Name</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And glimpsed the pit of quenchless flame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In God’s own word.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foursquare it stands on hallowed ground</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And from its lonely windswept height</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A landmark like a beacon light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its spire is seen for leagues around.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though times may change, and changing creeds</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</span>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are modified to modern needs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still staunch and true,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Memorial of a former age</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It keeps the priceless heritage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From olden time to new.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The plaster from the ceiling falls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On creaking floors, and in the dead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of night there sounds the ghostly tread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of phantom footsteps. But the walls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still battle with the winter gale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That roars about the ancient spire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor all its torrents can avail</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To drown that spark of living fire -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The spirit of that temple set</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On crowning heights, lest men forget!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Foursquare it stands!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The bell, long silent, seems to ring</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And to the world its message fling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I yield alone to God’s commands.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Though all about may change, not I.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“True to my settled destiny</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I still remain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Though constancy be but a wraith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Steadfastly I have kept the faith</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“And shall maintain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“That faith, unfaltering, down the years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Through all the shoals of doubts and fears,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“A lighthouse on that shoreless sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“That broadens to Eternity”.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There, like the Sphinx the old church broods</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among its deepening solitudes.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In simple grandeur let it stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For years unborn, to bless the land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when its timeworn tower has gone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still may its memory linger on.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<div class="blockquot">
+
+<p><i>Struck by lightning in a thunder storm
+on the night of March 21, 1940 and
+totally destroyed.</i></p>
+</div>
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</span></p>
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Beyond_The_Point"><span class="smcap">Beyond The Point</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A ridge of sand dunes barricades the rim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the horizon like a gilded bar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To roving sight; a lonely point, the brim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of earth against the moaning surge. Afar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My glances wander, wistfull, ill at ease</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From longing to explore those far off seas.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The murmuring tide creeps up before my feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And leaves a shell or two, a broken spray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of strange sea growth; then to some chill retreat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In ocean’s depths it slowly ebbs away.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How blithely thought can trail the screaming terns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the boundaries that the eye discerns!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the horizon looms that point beside</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The pathless main, a prison door to me;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For I would follow on that restless tide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To lands remote beyond a shoreless sea;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through shimmering haze how like a magic wand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That dune ridged finger beckons me beyond!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The rolling hills enclose me and the sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bends overhead, but these are different things;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Somehow they do not seem to press so nigh</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As that wind fretted wall of sand that rings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My little world about, and intervenes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To shut my vision from enchanted scenes.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And though in happier days I sailed those seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Around the globe upon the buoyant trades</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Ceylon, Singapore and Celebes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beheld their fanes and trod their tropic glades</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those voyages leave me still unsatisfied</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In this lone cottage where I now abide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the point what vistas of romance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of golden kingdoms still their wealth unfold:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though fettered by the bonds of circumstance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My failing vision and my limbs grown old</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among the embers of my memories</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">One lingering flame, adventure, never dies.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Winds_Of_Time"><span class="smcap">The Winds Of Time</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the winds of time sweep the lonely years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like withered leaves down the path of night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And their notes, like a dirge, sound in our ears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As our eyes are strained for a glimpse of light.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And our sad heart utters a voiceless prayer -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Whence do ye come - ye bitter winds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Where do ye go - O where?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through the swarming suns where the Zodiac’s blaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fades out in the awful deeps of space,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As you hurry us on your unknown ways,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall our feet leave never a trace?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rushed from the light to the silent dark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Tell us, tell us, O mocking winds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Is there a voice - O hark!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the wondrous things we planned to do</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In those far off days when our hearts were young.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the task was long and the hours were few</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the songs we dreamed of are still unsung.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Will our hopes fade out when the light is gone?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Whisper, whisper, O pitiless winds,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Is there another dawn?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where are the friends that we used to know?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the fallen leaves gone one by one.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the scenes that we loved in the long ago</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faint shadows still in the setting sun.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">They have gone - we go - for the wild winds rave -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“The path that ye tread in silent dread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Leads on to an open grave!”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But those voices hushed, they linger yet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the haunting chords of a lost refrain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And those scenes we can see with a sweet regret</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though their outlines are blurred they still remain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall they live - those things - in our groping brain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Like the ocean’s surge in an empty shell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Nor live elsewhere again?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="To_An_Aged_Willow"><span class="smcap">To An Aged Willow</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ancient willow, drooping low</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gnarled old trunk and withered bough.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Though they say you’re dying now</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I can never have it so.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Massive limbs against the sky</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wrestling with the winds of heaven,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">E’en the thunder crashing levin</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like old Ajax you defy.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where your mournful branches bend</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Countless birds their nests have made</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Woodland songsters unafraid.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You, old willow, were their friend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And you sheltered me as well,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Often in the summer’s heat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Idly musing at your feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I have felt your soothing spell.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rustling softly through the leaves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Pendulous to every air,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peace and solace everywhere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dripped like raindrops from the eaves.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the white clouds floating by</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bore me to the shores of dreams -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blissful yet the memory seems -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Loved companion, must you die?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No cathedral’s gloomy nave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or cold monument for me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rather let me have a tree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As a marker for my grave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the Land of Yet-to-Be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where sun risen glories play,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May it see you clothed some day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In immortal greenery.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp90" id="i069" style="max-width: 154.125em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i069.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Old_Woods_Road"><span class="smcap">The Old Woods Road</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">It blunders off through ways obscure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The old woods road I used to tread,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until its columned walls immure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The sunbeams dripping overhead.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through scented gloom it seems to wind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">O’er fallen branches mossy green,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And leaving all the world behind</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Gropes blindly toward a world unseen.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The ancient wheel ruts disappear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">With pine and scrub oak overgrown,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No creaking wain for many a year</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has trailed its coverts wild and lone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“I wonder where that old road goes?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">I hear some blithe young voices say</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And I might tell them if I chose</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">“Back to the land of yesterday.”</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Poverty_Weed"><span class="smcap">The Poverty Weed</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O the poverty weed is so shabby and poor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That she seems to disfigure the land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The russet clad waif of the desolate moor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">She buries her face in the sand.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her threadbare old mantle all faded and frayed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">What beauty can ever adorn?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As she cowers in the background this shy desert maid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">So lowly, despised and forlorn.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But over that moorland in splashes of gold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like sunbeams enriching the gloom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What visions of loveliness seem to unfold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">When the poverty weed is in bloom!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aglow are those hillsides once barren and lone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And golden those patches of green,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When this poor floral outcast comes into her own</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the blossoms all bow to their queen.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Sweep_Of_The_Tides"><span class="smcap">The Sweep Of The Tides</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out of the fathomless ocean</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shaking the earth with their strides,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chaos resurgent in motion,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Battle the foam bearded tides.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Titans stupendous, upheaving,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flouting the roaring Monsoon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hoarse with the joy of achieving</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Freedom to reach for the moon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Titans whose dungeons are riven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sped on their turbulent path,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not by Poseidon driven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor by grim Eolus’ wrath,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clamorous, never delaying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scouring the outermost dune,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sullen but ever obeying</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That mocking enchantress - the moon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fundy is choked with their foaming,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fiercely they snarl ’round the Horn,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glinting like steel in the gloaming,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Patined with gold at morn;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">White with the ice of the Behring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Green with sargassum strewn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wolves of the deep, never nearing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But ever pursuing the moon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Round and around and forever</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dizzily circling the globe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Torn by impassioned endeavor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clutching, to touch but her robe;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wraithlike that robe, but enduring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Trailing her silvery lune,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Woven of moonbeams alluring,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Tracing the path to the moon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Formless, uncouth, terrifying,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Goading the indolent seas;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Breathing out clouds with their sighing,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Draining the deep of its lees,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mountainous troughing and cresting,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then calm as a coral lagoon,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Limitless yearning and questing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Madness bewitched by the moon.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Monstrous caress of the ocean</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fondling the obdurate land,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Urged by abyssmal emotion</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Granite may hardly withstand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beats of a world olden measure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Savage but roughly in tune,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Floodtime and ebb at the pleasure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of that horned enchantress - the moon.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alternate plunge and upheaval</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Strong as earth giants who strove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grandly in aeons primeval</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Braving omnipotent Jove;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forces terrific, whose rages</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drown out the shrieking Typhoon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Storming through infinite ages</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">After a phantom - the moon!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Lost_Billingsgate"><span class="smcap">Lost Billingsgate</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Billingsgate the beacons’s flash</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No longer stabs the quivering dark,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But fang like breakers foam and gnash</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Above its sand bars ribbed and stark.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where whispering grasses used to grow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And nesting terns their shelter made,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now snarls the rasping undertow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And breezes mutter - half afraid!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For it has gone like Lyonnesse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Arthur’s reign - enchanted realm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of dreamy eyed forgetfulness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That saw the ocean overwhelm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her shores, till e’en the towers were drowned</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Merlin spun his evil spells,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And fishers startle - when the sound</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wells upward as from sunken bells!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, Billingsgate is lost to view</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beneath the all engulfing sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The lonely Isle the Pilgrims knew -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But still it lives in memory.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sometimes in the dead of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We hear the shoal bemoan its fate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Clothed in a shroud of breakers white -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The ghost of vanished Billingsgate!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Transformed"><span class="smcap">Transformed</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">A battered thing it seems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That salt encrusted drift wood, but the skies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Showed never rainbow with more gorgeous dyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Than gild that firelight’s beams.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">The cloud banks dull and grey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far in the west, are but a canvas spread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For supernatural scenes in gold and red</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">When ends the dying day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">The icy Frost King lays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His finger on the leaves and lo, the fires</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of fairy land on autumn’s funeral pyres</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Seem everywhere ablaze.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent4">And so each inner trace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of life’s deep grief and cankered bitterness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is graven in those lines of kindliness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Upon an aged face.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Haunting_Echoes"><span class="smcap">Haunting Echoes</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The music dies upon the strings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But lingers on</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like other sweetly treasured things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Here once - and gone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The breeze that blurs the mirror pool</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Cannot erase</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The outline of the forest cool</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Upon its face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The haunting fragrance of the flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Of yesterday</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Not all the intervening hours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Can steal away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And loving friends we used to know</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Nor e’er forget</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Although they left us long ago</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seem with us yet.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Lost_At_Sea"><span class="smcap">Lost At Sea</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through bushes half obscured, a marble slab</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Peers out like a pale face. Inscribed upon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its weathered surface that the lichen growth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And winter’s storms have blurred, a few brief words</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The curious eye may spell with labored care.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To “H” and “M” - perhaps - and the terse phrase</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So haunting in its stark simplicity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And pathos, - “Lost at sea.” The changeless gulfs</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of ocean knew the dead man mentioned here</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where bushes riot o’er an empty grave,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But what old friend remembers him today?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ofttimes, no doubt, upon the wet sea sand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He traced his name in childhood, while the waves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Erased the halting script. Another hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has etched that name in form more durable;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But year by year, the ceaseless ebb and flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of time’s remorseless tides obliterate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The letters shrunken to initials faint,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And that last solemn statement - “Lost at sea”.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Much has been written on the vanity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of human life, but never penned more tense</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With meaning than this lonely epitaph</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Set in a thicket on a crumbling stone.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Aspen"><span class="smcap">The Aspen</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lonely aspen rising high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Straight and true you greet the eye.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bent by every passing breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Weakest, slenderest of trees;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet what grace, what stateliness</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Every leaf and twig express!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Brittle limbs of little worth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How from out thy meager girth</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">May we fashion wood for use?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What may be the frail excuse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For thy lovely shaft of green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On the verge of my ravine?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the aspen, wise and shy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Never deigned to make reply.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Swayed to every wandering air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shed its beauty everywhere,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till its friendly dignity</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Made its message clear to me.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">God designed thee, aspen slim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who am I to question Him?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the mighty scheme of things</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">You and I play minor strings</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yet your part has been well done</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Mine is only half begun!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</span></p>
+<figure class="figcenter illowp90" id="i077" style="max-width: 177.1875em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/i077.png" alt="">
+</figure>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Song_Of_The_Sea_Gulls"><span class="smcap">The Song Of The Sea Gulls</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Hark how the sea gulls are screaming with glee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Piercing as Pipes of Pan!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Keening their songs to the beach and the sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Sung since the world began;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O’er breakers combing in jubilant strife,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flecked with their foaming and throbbing with life,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here they come homing - O shrill as a fife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">List to their wild elan!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">They are the spirits exultant and free,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Up in the clouds they belong.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Ever aspiring in skyland to be,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Theirs is the verve of the strong.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Here they go steering through canyons of air,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Onward careering, and eager to dare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scornful of fearing with never a care</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">List to the lilt of their song!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Broken_Fragments"><span class="smcap">Broken Fragments</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only a bit of broken glass</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Half concealed in the tangled grass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the sunbeam found a pathway through</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On its arrow flight from the vault of blue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And straight through the weed grown thicket came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To touch that glass with its kindling flame.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only a sunbeam’s glinting gold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On a splintered bit that we now behold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rich with crimson and purple sheen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Autumn yellow and vernal green</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until, transfigured, it glows arrayed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the rainbow aura the sunbeam made.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only an old man bent and gray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gazing into the far-away.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Human wreckage forlorn and lone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But his face with a sudden glory shone.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was it the sunbeam’s magic wand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or hidden splendors he glimpsed beyond?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only a bit of shattered glass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And a poor old man that we idly pass,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the shard like a diamond, glittered bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And the time worn face suffused with light,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When the gates in the jasper walls swung wide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And those broken fragments were glorified.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Workers_Of_Magic"><span class="smcap">Workers Of Magic</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Immured in the downy cocoon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A marvelous artisan spins</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With threads like the beams of the moon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So gossamer fine. Have the Djinns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who dream in the mulberry trees,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O weaver beyond compare,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bewitched with the shimmer of orient seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Your fabric so lustrous and fair?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Toiler imprisoned who weaves and weaves</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A silken glory from naught but leaves.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the mollusc, tormented, which holds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The irritant sand in his shell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">What radiant vision unfolds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Invoked by the mermaiden’s spell?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As he fashions that shape, and imbues</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It with colors he never has seen,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With opalescent and rainbow hues,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A pearl with the fairylike sheen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the sea. O artist whom fate condemns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To gild with beauty this queen of gems.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In his desolate attic alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the gloom of the midnight hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The poet, despondent, unknown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is thrilled by that wizardly power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That the silk worm and pearl oyster feel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The urge to create! And his brain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the anvil resounding to steel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In a minstrelsy vibrant with pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sends sparkles blazing through singing lines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As the verse with his burning thought combines.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="My_Golden_Fleece"><span class="smcap">My Golden Fleece</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">When but a child my eyes would oft forsake</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The blurring page, and through the window seek</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like an escaping bird, the wonderland</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of dreams, till my instructor, grave, enquired</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Wool gathering again?” So mid the halls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of classic learning out into the world</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of bruise and bitterness but softening all</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As summer haze dissolves the jagged peaks</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And makes the deserts bloom - my fancy blithe,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Drinking the waters of eternal youth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has ventured many a lordly enterprise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wool gathering down the years.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent16">Now older grown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Calm in the tranqil gloaming of my life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I dwell apart, the while my mellow lamp</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With tapestry of shadow drapes the wall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And e’en the crickets shrilling greets my ear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like pipes of Arcady. There friends long gone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Cluster about with gladsomeness, and scenes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From recollection gleaned or fancy limned</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Expand my chamber to horizons vast</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till pensively I muse “Wool gathering still?”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bless all kind fairies of fond Memory’s brood,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or those which grace Imaginations court,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For treasures such as these. Jason of old,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Who led his argonauts through seas of blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Seeking the golden fleece, has set the course</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For dreamers through all ages yet to come.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O Hero legended, thine be the goal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My yearning eyes would glimpse. What cloudland slopes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Feed those immortal sheep whose fleeces bright</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are woven into dreams are ever hid</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond my ken. But the great quest is mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To glorify the drabness of the years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life’s sterile day by day.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent16">One need not gain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fabled hoard that marks the rainbow’s end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To feel, beholding that resplendent arch</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A link with faery land. Wool gathering - yes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But rather say the guerdon wisdom brings,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The magic touch that gilds the commonplace</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With beauty and delight, the lustrous threads</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life’s rough fabric drawn from fleece of gold.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Lone_Lilac"><span class="smcap">The Lone Lilac</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Only a cellar broken</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Down to a dimpled mound,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of the olden time a token</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the brier entangled ground.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And a lonely lilac vagrant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As a sunbeam lost in gloom,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Close by like a garland fragrant</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">At the door of a crumbling tomb.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Full many a tree appearing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Has ploughed through the sodden loam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where once was a fertile clearing</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Protecting a friendly home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sweet as the perfume welling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the lilac over the way,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was life in that quaint old dwelling</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In that long forgotten day.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Under the eaves, enfolded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">It mothered its little brood;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But the sills long since have molded</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To dust in that solitude.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Now through the locusts treading</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">(A grove from a single one)</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like the virile banyan spreading</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Neath the burning Indian sun.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We can vision those fields in culture;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And the beds once bright with flowers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where a crow now sits like a vulture,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And broods through the sunlit hours.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">While stark through the verdure risen</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like the tides in the distant bay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through a cleft in its leafy prison</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Peers the lilac over the way.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Anon as the breezes bluster,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Then die and are strangely mute,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The echoing memories cluster</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Like strains from a far off lute.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We can almost hear the fingers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Strumming an elfin lay -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For the soul of that home still lingers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">In the lilac over the way.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Friendly_Lights"><span class="smcap">Friendly Lights</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Welcome greetings through the dark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">From the lamp light burning clear</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In some lonely home, a spark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Radiating warmth and cheer.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lighthouse darting from the lea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Flaming lances o’er the foam,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wandering mariners at sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">You are guiding safely home.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Glow worm on a summer night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Torch within an elfin hand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Marking by your zig zag flight</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ways obscure to fairy land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Starry twinkle in the blue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To illumine worlds on high</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far off orb we share with you</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Friendliness of earth and sky.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="To_My_Cherry_Blossom"><span class="smcap">To My Cherry Blossom</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">From old Japan beyond the sea</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A fairy vision beckons me,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A vale where cool the shadows rest</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Fujiyama’s towering crest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A ruined temple’s crumbling wall</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lulled by a drowsy waterfall,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A shrine in whose corroding bell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faint murmurs, long forgotten, dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Buddha, brooding day by day</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dreams the slow centuries away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">In old Japan.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There might the careworn find release</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In calm Nirvana’s perfect peace.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">There might the traveler inhale</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The haunting sweetness of that vale,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An incense from the flowery gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where clustering cherry blossoms bloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In petaled purity that glows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like Fujiyama’s drifting snows;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fragrance of a far off clime</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From some remote, forgotten time</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">In old Japan.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There might I roam in fancy free</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Orient vale beyond the sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By Nippon’s shores an Eden seek</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Neath Fujiyama’s storied peak.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But here, - where happier far, I’d be</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A CHERRY BLOSSOM blooms for me.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">I glimpse within her starry eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A nearer view of Paradise,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">My Shrine and Eden is our home,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Nor need my wandering fancy roam</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">To old Japan.</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Grains_Of_Sand"><span class="smcap">Grains Of Sand</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fine gleanings of the ledges, golden grains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That ponderous glaciers reaped long, long ago</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From battlemented crags and furrowed plains</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grinding and crushing with resistless flow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To mingle with the melting seas, and heap</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Their flinty harvestings in windrows; strew</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The granite kernels for the thunderous deep</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To winnow endlessly and grind anew.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where are those lordly peaks that once defied</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The fury of the gales, nor deigned to bow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To heaven’s own lightning? How the scornful tide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Washes about and putters with them now;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Yes, even my weak fingers have the power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To fashion as I will or idly thrust</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into a glass to mark the fleeting hour,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">These grains of sand - some crumbled mountain’s dust</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Funeral_Wreath"><span class="smcap">The Funeral Wreath</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">There is a cottage trim and neat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who dwelt within I cannot say,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It seemed so homey a retreat,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">My steps have often led that way.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But now a wreath is hung before</div>
+    <div class="verse indent8">Its silent door.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">A funeral wreath of sombre tone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Where Death has shed a ray of gloom;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And someone mourns for someone gone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Within a vacant darkened room.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So eloquent of human grief</div>
+    <div class="verse indent8">Is every leaf!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Such is the laurel crown that waits</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Our journey’s end through toil and tears;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The emblem grim that decorates</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Your door and mine, e’er many years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So that some idle passer by</div>
+    <div class="verse indent8">May wonder why!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Memory"><span class="smcap">Memory</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">She crouches in the caves of thought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enchantress, brooding o’er the fire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And those her mystic charms have sought</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shall sometime gain their heart’s desire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With mumblings and averted gaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She weaves her spells, while to and fro</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like shadows from the mounting blaze,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the walls there come and go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The scenes of far off happier days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faint visions of the long ago.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The eastern tyrant steals in dead of night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Down rock hewn stairs and through an iron door;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And feasts his eyes by flaring torch’s light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the wealth heaped on his treasury floor;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On bursting sacks of coin, caskets of gems</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Scepters of ruby, diamond diadems,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A kingdom’s plunder. We, like him, have stored</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our hidden wealth, and memory keeps the key,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No jewels lustreless, are in our hoard</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But trophies of a richer dynasty,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The sweet experiences that time endears</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sifted and winnowed gleanings of the years.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">With halting steps and labored breath we climb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The attic stairs and rummage sadly through</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The toys and trifling things our childhood knew,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until our brooding thoughts are lost to time,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And like the dust motes dancing in the beams</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Come thronging memories through a mist of dreams.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forth from an aged tome there falls a flower</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Faded and crumbling, yet its petals glow,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Once more in the sweet memory of that hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When loving fingers gave it long ago.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">As through the spectral city of the dead</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With downcast eyes and reverential tread</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We note the broken columns and the urns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In marble draped, and e’er our gaze returns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To our own name graved on the granite bare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The death date blank - yet it will soon be there!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then Memory leads us with a sad, sweet smile</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Among those grass grown mounds. On many a stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are names of those we loved - A little while</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</span>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And we shall be with them among our own.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We seem to hear their welcoming voices ring;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A whisper comes - “O death where is thy sting?”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Alone we came into this world - alone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We venture forth. And recollections fond</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are all that we may bear to the beyond</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To lay, some day, before a great white throne!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our life has been a path forlorn that winds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forever on through gnarled and twisted years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of forest gloom. A path that memory finds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And helps us trace it backward through our tears.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon a beechen trunk, deep in the bark</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Two carven hearts by single arrow cleft:</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How many years since youth, with ardent hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Inscribed them there. Two hearts and one bereft!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In the long autumn afternoons we go</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By russet moors and watch the slanting rays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Bathe all the landscape with a golden haze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That melts its harsher outlines. Thus the flow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of years has smoothed away each grief and pain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of childhood and life’s later bitterness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While Memory, with a witching tenderness,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Has glorified the things that still remain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In pensive revery our fancy turns</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out to the west where the red sunset burns,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fain would we ponder when our sun may set</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And yield to the sad sweetness of regret,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But Memory thrills with wild ecstasies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Before that miracle of blazing skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">In awe we gaze as lengthening shadows loom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And night peers forth. But Memory hovers near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We clutch her fingers in the deepening gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And trembling hang upon her words of cheer,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till with a hopeful glance she points afar</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where, like a gem on velvet, gleams a star!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">We stand aghast beneath the vaulted dome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Aglitter with creation’s rhapsodies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The countless stars. And let our fancy roam</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</span>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through space unfathomed, past the Pleiades</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Out to the deeps beyond. Until the veil</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shuts us from the past seems strangely stirred</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And recollections vague - beyond the pale -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Flit through our brain, half thoughts confused and blurred.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A former life upon some sunnier sphere!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Things long forgot and dimly sensed again</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Far off, for one rapt moment hover near.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We strive to clutch them, but we strive in vain.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Does Memory mock us, or in fear perchance</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shield us from some grim Terror’s Gorgon glance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That glares unseen, from out the dark! Farflung</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A wisp of cloud darts like a dragon’s tongue</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And laps Orion’s belt. At glowing dawn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The constellations fade - the veil is drawn!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The blood stained trail of history winds away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through ruined cities and past crumbling walls</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Half buried, where the tottering columns sway</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To winds that blunder through the vacant halls.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond lie relics of remoter time</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dolmens and cromlechs, monoliths of stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Inscriptions weird and uncouth monsters carved</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On cavern walls, and bits of splintered bone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Traced when the hairy mammoth ranged among</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Wild fens and woodlands when the world was young.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">For all the runes inscribed on History’s page</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">As Time’s slow finger etched them age by age</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For our dim eyes to see,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are but the priceless, deathless heritage</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Memory.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The traveler venturing into deserts grim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shimmer on the hot horizon’s rim,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Does battle with the demons of the heat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While sands like burning fingers, claw his feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But other wayfarers have braved the wrath</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of scorching wastes - their bones still mark the path!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our counsellor and guide, calm Memory holds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The golden balances whose scale unfolds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The wisdom of the tried - experience true.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The balance trembles, what ought we to do?</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</span>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It dips, it falls, the standard points the way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Today’s decisions rest on yesterday.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Upon the shores of Time’s vast sea we stand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And peer into the gathering mists that rise</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Dark and portentious before our eyes,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While through our fingers slip the grains of sand.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">We know the waves advancing, will not stay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But wash our stumbling footprints all away.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into that sea have sailed the winged hours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like argosies by youthful fancy sent</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">On joyous quest to some far Orient</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Created in our dreams, pagoda’d towers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To bold adventure beckoning gaily on,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">While tropic skies lent their romantic lure.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But those exotic hours, alas, have gone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And broken memories alone endure.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">O time may rob us of our dearest friends.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But not our memories! The present blends</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Into the vanished vistas of the past.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Riches have taken wings but at the last</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A pittance left us. Old, we yet may drink</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From youth’s eternal fount. A golden link</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Still binds us with the loved we see no more.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The lamp lit circle on our chamber floor</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our little kingdom bounds. Within its space</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our eyes, through Memory’s magic, see a face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That shed, long years ago, a reliance there,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A form adorned that graced a vacant chair.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">How rich and full was life, how barren now!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forsaken in our poverty we bow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Fate’s decree. But in despairing mood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Kind Memory, pitying, shares our solitude.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are memories but the vain desire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For happier hours that once were mine?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The embers of a dying fire.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dwindled lees of life’s rich wine?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or echoes from a seraph’s lyre</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But lightly touched by hands divine?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="The_Stoker"><span class="smcap">The Stoker</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="blockquot">
+
+<p><i>While a student at college, I voyaged to Naples in the
+steerage of an Italian liner. That was long before the
+days of the modern oil burner and the engine room was a
+fair reproduction of Dante’s Inferno. One afternoon a
+young stoker, begrimed and perspiring, crept up the iron
+ladder from the stoke hold and sat for a few minutes
+gazing out of an open port. His wistful face remains a
+vivid memory and occasioned the following lines.</i></p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Framed in the iron port there looms a face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That Rembrandt’s stilus or the sombre muse</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of Dante might have etched. Pale cheeks and eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That gaze unseeing, out - a forehead damp</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With sweat and smeared with grime - a haunting face</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through which there peers in wistful apathy</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A parched and withered soul. Some stoker crept,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Gasping for air up from that hell below,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of lurid fires and gloom, where engines groan</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like blinded Titans, and with giant strength</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shoulder the huge hulk forward through the brine.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">What thoughts beguile the furrows of that brow</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Does he perchance, recall the sunlit days</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of childhood in some cottage gay with flowers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where Italy, enthroned among her rocks</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Broods o’er her vanished grandeur? Does the spell</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of romance conjure up the golden past</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When his proud forbears bore the pomp of Rome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To seas remote, when Roman legions ruled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The servile world? Did he in flaunting crest,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And burnished armour tread the galley deck?</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Or did a scourging destiny condemn</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His pain wracked shoulders to the oaken oar?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To his dulled ears float strains of music sweet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From gilded cabins where the zest of life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Enthralls the voyagers, while his the hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That drives the moving palace on her course</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through seas of shimmering light. A gnome begrimed,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Breathing foul dust and blistered by the heat</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In caverns far below. A galley slave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Heaving and straining at a deadlier oar -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">An iron bar that burns the calloused palm.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whene’er the furnace gapes its dragon jaws</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And blasts him with its breath, with reckless hand</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He flings his youth into that Moloch’s maw!</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And his reward? O bargain infamous</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A mess of pottage for a birth right riven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like Esau’s ancient sin. Repulsive fare</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A stinking hole to kennel like a cur</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Battling with vermin, foul and desperate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Too bitter punishment for branded crime.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Chained by the manacles of circumstance</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To Vulcan’s smoking forge, a fate more dire</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Than once befell Prometheus wracked upon</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His cross of crags on grizzled Caucausus;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With every shovel speed the winged hours</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His hopes, his dreams, his life but sordid lumps</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of coal to feed those flames insatiate.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Then Death, the pitiful, brings welcome rest.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His body, warped and shrivelled, slides adown</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The tilted hatchway, weighted at the feet</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A burned out clinker cast into the sea!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="Imagination"><span class="smcap">Imagination</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Blest Being from some happier sphere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O bend thy luminous footsteps near</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Were Heaven’s gates ajar,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When down a moonlit path you came</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With dazzling smile and wings of flame</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Fair as the morning star?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination, radiant sprite</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With crescent crown and stars bedight,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">And seraph’s eyes;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">O guide us up that filmy stair</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By ladders raised on buoyant air</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To vaulting skies!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination is the singing rhyme</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In life’s dull prose.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She blooms among the cruel thorns of time</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A beauteous rose.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No Circe’s spell is hers, the poppy’s lure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From present pain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">In drug engendered dreams; but calm and pure</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is her sweet reign.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her finger traces in the storm cloud gray</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The rainbow’s arc;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She sees within the gnarled volcanic clay</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The diamond’s spark;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Forecasts the harvests in the sodded rows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The plough shares fling;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When all the world is buried neath the snows</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She dreams of spring.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The cave man followed up the savage road</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The torch she bore,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She marks within life’s rock encumbered lode</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The glinting ore.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination melts in purple mist</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The jagged peaks;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And petty things yield to this alchemist</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The gold she seeks.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No priestess of illusions, vague, unreal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And not of earth,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She rather helps us know and see and feel</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A thing’s true worth.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Along the wistful trail of yesterdays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Backward sad Memory directs her gaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And points her withered hand.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Tomorrow” is the magic word that cheers</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination onward through the years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Where lies her promised land.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination only can explain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those jewelled etchings on our window pane</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">By fairies of the frost;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From icy peaks and breaker fretted seas</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To elven glens beneath snow laden trees</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">So cunningly embossed.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Calm reason tells us there is nothing there</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">But mists congealing in the frosted air;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">’Tis false, calm reason lies.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For in that witching square the eye beholds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A glittering world of wonder that unfolds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Its luminious mysteries.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination plumbs the deeps of space</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To roam among the stars,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She gilds the workshop, lights the market place,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And sunders prison bars.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her inspiration made Da Vinci thrill</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And o’er his canvas shone,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And Michelangelo’s god like visions still</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Endure in living stone.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the sunset’s molten lava flood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Lie mysteries yet untold -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination sails those seas of blood</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And mounts those walls of gold.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her finger laid on blind old Milton’s eyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Kindled no earthly glow -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And deaf Beethoven thrilled to melodies</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">No mortal ear may know.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination decks the naked tree</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With candles burning clear,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Until transfigured by her witchery</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">It blooms with Christmas cheer.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Life’s pathway leads us to the yawning tomb</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And there it seems to end -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination peering through the gloom</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Sees visions that transcend.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination marked the goal</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That fired Columbus’ burning soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till like a vision through the haze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A new world burst upon his gaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">That voyage of destiny.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And ancient chroniclers relate</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Magellan, groping through the strait,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Beyond the blue horizon’s rim</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Saw far off islands beckon him</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Out to an unknown sea!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Imagination rules the world” so said</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The great Napoleon, and at the head</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of conquering armies drove his ruthless way</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Made Afric sands and Russian snows obey</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His iron decrees. Upon an Alpine height</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Poised like an eagle, terrible as night,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He swooped on Italy. His boundless reign</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was the creation of his lonely brain.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">On upstart thrones he set his underlings.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Like puppets played with kingdoms and with kings -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His fingers marked their bounds, his will their power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Earth’s dictator, in that tremendous hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">He dreamed like Lucifer, as grandly wove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His dreams into realty, then strove</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For Godlike heights, and from those heights was hurled</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And in his meteor fall amazed the world!</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The naked truth itself is never true.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stern facts are but the skeleton that binds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our living fancies. If we seek to view</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Truth absolute, her grisly horror blinds</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Our eyes, for her’s is but the mocking skull,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Stark, hideous, the poor grain’s withered hull</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">After the kernel dies. The glance, the smile,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Expression, character, the soul beguile</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">When, taking form o’er Truth’s repellent base</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination beams with radiant face.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Imagination is the martial strain</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That fires disheartened soldiers for the fray;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her pitying fingers smooth the brow of pain,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She whispers low, - “This too, shall pass away.”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her’s is the vision, the all seeing eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That pierces where truth’s nuggets lie concealed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Illusions crumble at her query, “Why?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Sphinx’s ancient wisdom is revealed</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To her clear sight. She holds the golden key</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That can unlock the guarded door of fate.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">She is the lodestar of our destiny,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Her’s is the Godlike impulse to create.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The treasure that Prometheus once stole</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Heaven’s high altar is her sacred fire;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To the insensate clod she is the soul,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The Phoenix risen from the funeral pyre!</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">The atoms spin, the elements adhere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Till matter forms like mold: and vaunted life</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">A fungus growth upon a dying sphere</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Whirls on into the dark. “The futile strife</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Of some vast mechanism’s grinding gears.” -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Grim science tells us - but the vision comes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Of life immortal ranging down the years</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Through endless vistas of milleniums!</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</span></p>
+<h2 class="nobreak" id="In_Wellfleet_By_The_Sea"><span class="smcap">In Wellfleet By The Sea</span></h2>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="poetry-container">
+<div class="poetry">
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">“Why do you dwell in Wellfleet by the sea?”</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Inquires some wondering friend,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“Is this quaint village in the dunes the end</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">To life’s bright trail, the world that you have known</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Shut out behind you? From a weed draped stone</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“A barnacle might thus survey the sky,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">“As the grand pageant of mankind sweeps by.”</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">To this I answer, “Not this quiet place</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">But vaster regions are his home as well</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Who humbly seeks where the immortals dwell,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Those kingly souls of every clime and race.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">The seven branching candlestick ablaze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">With wisdom’s radiant light</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Brightens his studious library at night</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">And sheds its all illuminating rays</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">Across the lengthening years,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Till loving presences sages and seers,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Are his true friends. Must he alone abide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">With Socrates or Shakespeare as his guide?</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Art’s priceless treasures stored in Greece or Rome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">The mighty masters limned</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">By the slow lapse of centuries undimmed.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Fade into nothingness beneath the dome</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Whereon a mightier Artist graves His lines</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">And blocks His bold designs;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For He can etch with lightnings, and His dyes</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Are wrung from clouds that drip with red and gold,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While silent watchers, awestruck, may behold</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">His wonders blazoned on the midnight skies.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">One need not dwell alone beside the sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">There are no bars</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">To sunder Him who walked on Galilee</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Or blur the vision of the loftiest stars</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">No solitary being, set apart,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Is he who feels the soul sustaining calm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Steal o’er his spirit like a healing balm</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">From Mother Nature’s all embracing heart.</div><span class="pagenum" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</span>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">His dreams are lulled by the resounding sea,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">The rhythm of the waves that never tire,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">While sweeter than the strains of Orpheus’ lyre</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The dying wind’s melodious minstrelsy,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Ranging this narrow bourne of surf and sand,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Seems echoing from the horns of fairyland.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">And when he strolls in solitude, the breeze</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">That breathes upon his face,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Was never curbed by this confining space,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">For once it roamed the lonely Hebrides.</div>
+    <div class="verse indent6">The murmuring tide</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That swells the shallows of this pleasant bay,</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Washed coral islands half a world away</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">And coursed through boundless oceans far and wide.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">Rather he looks with sympathetic eye</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As with their faces tense and shut from heaven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">By scorpion whips of fear and envy driven</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">The jostling multitudes of men rush by;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Spurning the bounties kindly Nature gave</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">As though in haste for an untimely grave.</div>
+  </div>
+  <div class="stanza">
+    <div class="verse indent0">No shadows cast by avarice or pride</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">Darken this countryside;</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">That tyrant trinity, fame, wealth, and power</div>
+    <div class="verse indent0">Have somehow lost their spell. Each passing hour</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Bears costlier freight than theirs, the gifts divine -</div>
+    <div class="verse indent2">Health, gratitude, content. Those gifts are mine</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">So why should reckless wastrels pity me</div>
+    <div class="verse indent4">With all my wealth, in Wellfleet by the sea?</div>
+  </div>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+
+<div class="chapter">
+<p class="center"><span class="allsmcap">PRINTED BY THE CAPE CODDER PRINTERY</span></p>
+<p class="center"><span class="allsmcap">ORLEANS, MASSACHUSETTS</span></p><br>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+
+<div class="transnote">
+<p class="center"><b>Transcriber’s Notes</b></p>
+<p>Perceived typographical errors have been silently corrected.</p>
+<p>Unusual punctuation has been retained as printed.</p>
+
+
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<div style='text-align:center'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 76602 ***</div>
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