Lord of
Lord of
freedom hands mets
And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet.
speech
And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
kindness wind kind
Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
needs life-is
All Life needs for life is possible to will.
smell soul green
The smell of violets, hidden in the green, Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame The times when I remembered to have been Joyful and free from blame.
death stars sunset
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
sweet flower blow
And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
strong eye hands
And so the Word had breath, and wrought With human hands the creed of creeds In loveliness of perfect deeds, More strong than all poetic thoughts; Which he may read that binds the sheaf, Or builds the house, or digs the grave, And those wild eyes that watch the waves In roarings round the coral reef.
may neighbor smooth
O Blackbird! sing me something well: While all the neighbors shoot thee round, I keep smooth plats of fruitful ground, Where thou may'st warble, eat and dwell.
summer ice sea
A doubtful throne is ice on summer seas.
beauty hands walking-hand-in-hand
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
running flower may
Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed.
father boys men
Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side ? Is there no baseness we would hide ? No inner vileness that we dread ? How many a father have I seen A sober man, among his boys Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
morning earth
We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times.