The Bellman Book of Verse, 1906-1919 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1919 Excerpt: ...unto an ashen shore: A charnel-house he saw, of waste and bones Where golden sands and flowers had been before. Turning he sought the homeward way below, Sighed not, nor wept, nor knew the bruising stones. MAHLON LEONARD FISHER 120. This Day in Spring NOW I am minded of the works of Him--His mountains, each in separate pattern cast; His gracious plains and prairie-spaces vast, Like 'lumined manuscripts age may not dim; His hushless winds, like singing seraphim, Or like loud organs in cathedrals played; His seas stupendous; and His skies arrayed; And all the wonders wove of His high whim--I marvel in my heart--nay, not that He Could mould such might of nothing in an hour, And fling for us the sweet flags of the shower--But that--and 'tis for it, on reverent knee, This day in spring my lips with prayer I fret--He still found time to make a violet lut MARGARET WIDDEMER 121. Youth HEN life has done with laughter and singing, And love's no more in rhyme, And the world goes dull in my old ears ringing, And slow my feet with time, Then my good gray soul may go seeking and flying On high from roads of earth, When my heart gives over its laughter and crying, Its passion and pain and mirth But now my heart beats merrily wild, My feet would dance their fill, And the heaviest prayers that the white saints piled Could never have kept them still--When I am old and quiet and gray There's time to be hushed and bow--I may have a soul in that dim day, But oh, not now--not now SARA TEASDALE 122. Spring in War-Time I FEEL the spring far off, far off, The faint, far scent of bud and leaf--Oh how can spring take heart to come To a world in grief, Deep grief? The sun turns north, the days grow long, Later the evening star grows bright--How can the daylight linger on For men to...