Lord of
Lord of
new-year years old-year
I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?
fear night form
All is well, tho' faith and form Be sunder'd in the night of fear.
stars science night
Many a night I saw the Pleiads, Rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies, Tangled in a silver braid.
men gray
Oh good gray head which all men knew!
roaming limits world
Here at the quiet limit of the world.
dove woodland heard
And oft I heard the tender dove In firry woodlands making moan.
mind doubt clouded
My mind is clouded with a doubt.
summer fall winter
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt, And cling to faith beyond the forms of faith; She reels not at the storm of warring words; She brightens at the clash of "Yes" and "No"; She sees the best that glimmers through the worst; She feels the sun is hid for the night; She spies the summer through the winter bud; She tastes the fruit before the blossom falls; She hears the lark within the songless egg; She finds the fountain where they wailed "Mirage!"
blue wife long
From yon blue heaven above us bent, The grand old gardener and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent.
men
Man's word is God in man.
faith dishonour rooted
His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
nature men hands
And out of darkness came the hands that reach through nature, moulding men.
golden prime
For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.
music scandal cold
For now the poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry.