To the branch that cannot blossom George Edward Woodberry. DIVINE AWE To tremble, when I touch her hands, George Edward Woodberry. STRONG AS DEATH O DEATH, when thou shalt come to me WISE Come not, O Death, with hollow tone, And soundless step, and clammy handLo, I am now no less alone Than in thy desolate, doubtful land; But with that sweet and subtle scent With the dim gold that lit her hair, And through my chilling veins shall flame. And I will follow thee, O Death. WISE 231 Henry Cuyler Bunner. AN apple orchard smells like wine; A succory flower is blue; Until Grief touched these eyes of mine, Such things I never knew. And now indeed I know so plain Why one would like to cry Such lonely folk go by! DARK, thinned, beside the wall of stone, Its odor through my house was blown Remote and yet distinct the scent, As though one spoke a word half meant I knew not Grief would go from me Except how keen the box can be After a fall of rain. Lizette Woodworth Reese. THE FOUR WINDS WIND of the North, Wind of the Norland snows, Wind of the winnowed skies and sharp, clear stars- 1 THE OLD SOUL 233 Wind of the West, Wind of the few, far clouds, Wind of the gold and crimson sunset lands Blow fresh and pure across the peaks and plains, Wind of the East, Wind of the sunrise seas, Wind of the clinging mists and gray, harsh rains— Blow moist and chill across the wastes of brine, And shut the sun out, and the moon and stars, And lash the boughs against the dripping eaves, Yet keep thou from my love. But thou, sweet wind! Wind of the fragrant South, Wind from the bowers of jasmine and of rose! The low mound where she lies. Charles Henry Lüders. THE OLD SOUL "Not in entire forgetfulness." THE Old Soul came from far, There had gone out a star, And a great world was drowned, Since birth and death and birth For she had robed anew Time and time out of mind; There was no dizzying height At cruel feasts she sate, Where heartless mirth ran high; Yea, she had worn the guise Of creatures lashed and spurned Even of those whose eyes May not on heaven be turned; The Old Soul came from far; And, all lives having known, |