Poems of the War. Lʹenvoi. The cathedral. Three memorial poems. Heartsease and rue. Sentiment. Fancy. Humor and satire. Epigrams

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1890

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Page 24 - He knew to bide his time, And can his fame abide, Still patient in his simple faith sublime, Till the wise years decide. * Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame. The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Page 23 - ... shaped a hero new, Wise, steadfast in the strength of God, and true. How beautiful to see Once more a shepherd of mankind indeed, Who loved his charge, but never loved to lead ; One whose meek flock the people joyed to be, Not lured by any cheat of birth, But by his clear-grained human worth, And brave old wisdom of sincerity ! They knew that outward grace is dust; They could not choose but trust In that sure-footed mind's unfaltering skill, And supple-tempered will That bent like perfect steel...
Page 22 - Such was he, our Martyr-Chief, Whom late the Nation he had led, With ashes on her head, Wept with the passion of an angry grief : Forgive me, if from present things I turn To speak what in my heart will beat and burn, And hang my wreath on his world-honored urn.
Page 31 - Bow down, dear Land, for thou hast found release! Thy God, in these distempered days, Hath taught thee the sure wisdom of His ways, And through thine enemies hath wrought thy peace ! Bow down in prayer and praise ! No poorest in thy borders but may now Lift to the juster skies a man's enfranchised brow.
Page 29 - Ever to base earth allied, But with far-heard gratitude, Still with heart and voice renewed, To heroes living and dear martyrs dead, The strain should close that consecrates our brave. Lift the heart and lift the head ! Lofty be its mood and grave, Not without a martial ring, Not without a prouder tread And a peal of exultation : Little right has he to sing Through whose heart in such an hour Beats no march of conscious power, Sweeps no tumult of elation ! 'T...
Page 25 - We welcome back our bravest and our best ;— Ah me! not all! some come not with the rest, Who went forth brave and bright as any here!
Page 18 - Many loved Truth, and lavished life's best oil Amid the dust of books to find her, Content at last, for guerdon of their toil, With the cast mantle she hath left behind her. Many in sad faith sought for her, Many with crossed hands sighed for her; But these, our brothers, fought for her, At life's dear peril wrought for her, So loved her that they died for her, Tasting the raptured fleetness Of her divine completeness: Their higher instinct knew Those love her best who to themselves are true, And...
Page 181 - All round about our feet shall shine A light like that the wise men saw, If we our loving wills incline To that sweet Life which is the Law. So shall we learn to understand The simple faith of shepherds then, And, clasping kindly hand in hand, Sing, "Peace on earth, good-will to men!
Page 5 - His shall be larger manhood, saved for those . That walk unblenching through the trial-fires ; Not suffering, but faint heart, is worst of woes, And he no base-born son of craven sires, Whose eye need blench confronted with his foes. " Tears may be ours, but proud, for those who win Death's royal purple in the foeman's lines ; 330 TWO SCENES FROM THE LIFE OF BLONDEL.
Page 18 - From happy homes and toils, the fruitful nest Of those half-virtues which the world calls best, Into War's tumult rude; But rather far...

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