Author Archives: emmock

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 132

  O living will that shalt endureWhen all that seems shall suffer shock,Rise in the spiritual rock,Flow thro’ our deeds and make them pure, That we may lift from out of dustA voice as unto him that hears,A cry above the conquer’d yearsTo one that with us works, and trust, With faith that comes of […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 131

  Thy voice is on the rolling air;I hear thee where the waters run;Thou standest in the rising sun,And in the setting thou art fair. What art thou then? I cannot guess;But tho’ I seem in star and flowerTo feel thee some diffusive power,I do not therefore love thee less: My love involves the love […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 130

Dear friend, far off, my lost desire,So far, so near in woe and weal;O loved the most, when most I feelThere is a lower and a higher; Known and unknown; human, divine;Sweet human hand and lips and eye;Dear heavenly friend that canst not die,Mine, mine, for ever, ever mine; Strange friend, past, present, and to […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 129

The love that rose on stronger wings,Unpalsied when he met with Death,Is comrade of the lesser faithThat sees the course of human things. No doubt vast eddies in the floodOf onward time shall yet be made,And throned races may degrade;Yet, O ye mysteries of good, Wild Hours that fly with Hope and Fear,If all your […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 128

  And all is well, tho’ faith and formBe sunder’d in the night of fear;Well roars the storm to those that hearA deeper voice across the storm, Proclaiming social truth shall spread,And justice, ev’n tho’ thrice againThe red fool-fury of the SeineShould pile her barricades with dead. But ill for him that wears a crown,And […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM” 127

  Love is and was my Lord and King,And in his presence I attendTo hear the tidings of my friend,Which every hour his couriers bring. Love is and was my King and Lord,And will be, tho’ as yet I keepWithin his court on earth, and sleepEncompass’d by his faithful guard, And hear at times a […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 126

  CXXVWhatever I have said or sung,Some bitter notes my harp would give,Yea, tho’ there often seem’d to liveA contradiction on the tongue, Yet Hope had never lost her youth;She did but look through dimmer eyes;Or Love but play’d with gracious lies,Because he felt so fix’d in truth: And if the song were full of […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 125

CXXIVThat which we dare invoke to bless;Our dearest faith; our ghastliest doubt;He, They, One, All; within, without;The Power in darkness whom we guess; I found Him not in world or sun,Or eagle’s wing, or insect’s eye;Nor thro’ the questions men may try,The petty cobwebs we have spun: If e’er when faith had fall’n asleep,I heard […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH “IN MEMORIAM’ 124

There rolls the deep where grew the tree.O earth, what changes hast thou seen!There where the long street roars, hath beenThe stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flowFrom form to form, and nothing stands;They melt like mist, the solid lands,Like clouds they shape themselves and go. But in my spirit […]

A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 123

Oh, wast thou with me, dearest, then,While I rose up against my doom,And yearn’d to burst the folded gloom,To bare the eternal Heavens again, To feel once more, in placid awe,The strong imagination rollA sphere of stars about my soul,In all her motion one with law; If thou wert with me, and the graveDivide us […]