Author Archives: emmock
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 111
Thy converse drew us with delight,The men of rathe and riper years:The feeble soul, a haunt of fears,Forgot his weakness in thy sight. On thee the loyal-hearted hung,The proud was half disarm’d of pride,Nor cared the serpent at thy sideTo flicker with his double tongue. The stern were mild when thou wert by,The flippant put […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 110
Heart-affluence in discursive talkFrom household fountains never dry;The critic clearness of an eye,That saw thro’ all the Muses’ walk; Seraphic intellect and forceTo seize and throw the doubts of man;Impassion’d logic, which outranThe hearer in its fiery course; High nature amorous of the good,But touch’d with no ascetic gloom;And passion pure in snowy bloomThro’ all […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 109
I will not shut me from my kind,And, lest I stiffen into stone,I will not eat my heart alone,Nor feed with sighs a passing wind: What profit lies in barren faith,And vacant yearning, tho’ with mightTo scale the heaven’s highest height,Or dive below the wells of Death? What find I in the highest place,But mine […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM, 104
On that last night before we wentFrom out the doors where I was bred,I dream’d a vision of the dead,Which left my after-morn content. Methought I dwelt within a hall,And maidens with me: distant hillsFrom hidden summits fed with rillsA river sliding by the wall. The hall with harp and carol rang.They sang of what […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 108
It is the day when he was born,A bitter day that early sankBehind a purple-frosty bankOf vapour, leaving night forlorn. The time admits not flowers or leavesTo deck the banquet. Fiercely fliesThe blast of North and East, and iceMakes daggers at the sharpen’d eaves, And bristles all the brakes and thornsTo yon hard crescent, as […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘ IN MEMORIAM” 107
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light:The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new,Ring, happy bells, across the snow:The year is going, let him go;Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 106
To-night ungather’d let us leaveThis laurel, let this holly stand:We live within the stranger’s land,And strangely falls our Christmas-eve. Our father’s dust is left aloneAnd silent under other snows:There in due time the woodbine blows,The violet comes, but we are gone. No more shall wayward grief abuseThe genial hour with mask and mime,For change of […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 105
The time draws near the birth of Christ;The moon is hid, the night is still;A single church below the hillIs pealing, folded in the mist. A single peal of bells below,That wakens at this hour of restA single murmur in the breast,That these are not the bells I know. Like strangers’ voices here they sound,In […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 103
We leave the well-beloved placeWhere first we gazed upon the sky;The roofs, that heard our earliest cry,Will shelter one of stranger race. We go, but ere we go from home,As down the garden-walks I move,Two spirits of a diverse loveContend for loving masterdom. One whispers, `Here thy boyhood sungLong since its matin song, and heardThe […]
A PILGRIMAGE THROUGH ‘IN MEMORIAM’ 102
Unwatch’d, the garden bough shall sway,The tender blossom flutter down,Unloved, that beech will gather brown,This maple burn itself away; Unloved, the sun-flower, shining fair,Ray round with flames her disk of seed,And many a rose-carnation feedWith summer spice the humming air; Unloved, by many a sandy bar,The brook shall babble down the plain,At noon or when […]