Green Fields and Running Brooks, and Other Poems eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 5 pages of information about Green Fields and Running Brooks, and Other Poems.

You’ll find my money safely hid
Under the lining of the lid
Of my work-basket.  It is hers,
And God will bless her ministers!”

And some day—­though he died unknown—­
If through the City by the Throne
I walk, all cleansed of earthly shame,
I’ll ask for Mr. What’s-his-name.

WHEN AGE COMES ON.

When Age comes on!—­
“The deepening dusk is where the dawn
  Once glittered splendid, and the dew
In honey-drips, from red rose-lips
  Was kissed away by me and you.—­
And now across the frosty lawn
Black foot-prints trail, and Age comes on—­
          And Age comes on! 
  And biting wild-winds whistle through
Our tattered hopes—­and Age comes on!

When Age comes on!—­
O tide of raptures, long withdrawn,
  Flow back in summer-floods, and fling
Here at our feet our childhood sweet,
  And all the songs we used to sing! . . . 
Old loves, old friends—­all dead and gone—­
Our old faith lost—­and Age comes on—­
          And Age comes on! 
  Poor hearts! have we not anything
But longings left when Age comes on?

ENVOY.

Just as of old!  The world rolls on and on;
The day dies into night—­night into dawn—­
Dawn into dusk—­through centuries untold.—­
        Just as of old.

Time loiters not.  The river ever flows,
Its brink or white with blossoms or with snows;
Its tide or warm with Spring or Winter cold: 
        Just as of old.

Lo! where is the beginning, where the end
Of living, loving, longing?  Listen, friend!—­
God answers with a silence of pure gold—­
        Just as of old.

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