. The poetical works of Edward Rowland Sill. le to depart ? Sudden flash of snowy wing Out of yonder blue, to bring Messages so long denied ? GOOD NEWS 231 The old greeting at your side,The old hunger satisfied ? Nay, the distant will not come;To deaf ears all songs are dumb : Silly Heart, O silly Heart!From within joy must begin — What could help the thing thou art ?Nothing draweth from afar,The gods can give but what we makes the mould, but soon and lateMan pours the metal — that is must speak the word we wait. And give the gift we die to own. Wake, O Heart ! From us alone
. The poetical works of Edward Rowland Sill. le to depart ? Sudden flash of snowy wing Out of yonder blue, to bring Messages so long denied ? GOOD NEWS 231 The old greeting at your side,The old hunger satisfied ? Nay, the distant will not come;To deaf ears all songs are dumb : Silly Heart, O silly Heart!From within joy must begin — What could help the thing thou art ?Nothing draweth from afar,The gods can give but what we makes the mould, but soon and lateMan pours the metal — that is must speak the word we wait. And give the gift we die to own. Wake, O Heart ! From us aloneCan come our best good news. SUNDAY Not a dread cavern, hoar with damp and mould,Where I must creep, and in the dark and cold. Offer some awful incense at a shrine That hath no more divineThan thatt is far from life, and stern, and old; But a bright hilltop in the breezy air. Full of the morning freshness high and clear. Where I may climb and drink the pure, new day, And see where winds awayThe path that God would send me, shining PEACE T IS not in seeking, T is not in endless striving, Thy quest is found :Be still and listen;Be still and drink the quiet Of all around. Not for thy crying. Not for thy loud beseeching, Will peace draw near :Rest with palms folded;Rest with thine eyelids fallen Lo ! peace is here. DARE YOU? Doubting Thomas and loving John,Behind the others walking on : — Tell me now, John, dare you beOne of the minority ?To be lonely in your visited nor with secret shrug, to goThrough the world esteemed its foe;To be singled out and at as one against in whispers the children catch a taint;To bear off your titles well,—Heretic and infidel ?If you dare, come now with , confident, and free. Thomas, do you dare to beOf the great majority ?To be only, as the Heavens common comforts blessed;To accept, in humble that shines on every heart; DARE YOU ? 235
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