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sea enters to his shrine Daily, with tidal mystery And majesty divine. He enters now, as the nuptial sea Of love first entered our hearts, to be Lord of their tides eternally, And Master! OLD AGE I have heard the wild geese, I have seen the leaves fall, There was frost last night On the garden wall. It is gone to-day And I hear the wind call. The wind?... that is all. If the swallow will light When evening is near; If the crane will not scream Like a soul in fear; I will think no more Of the dying year, And the wind, its seer. ON THE YANG-TSE-KIANG Down the Yang-tse bat-wing junk And tatterdemalion sampan glide, Sails of brown and black and yellow swinging. Down the Yang-tse bat-wing junks Fish-eyed and gaudy take the tide, Forth to the sea in sloth they ride, The coolies singing. Off in the field the peasant toils And along the canal the low tows slip, Fruit of the red persimmon piled upon them. Off in the field the peasant toils-- With lip and brow the dull years strip Bare of the dreams of life, whose grip Has grimly drawn them. High on the hill the yamen rests And the temple beside it sleeps in sun, Far in the distance faints the city dreary. High on the hill the yamen rests, And dun dead shadows o'er it run: This is the land where Time begun And now grows weary. THE SEA-ARMIES The wild sea-armies led by the wind Are following in our wake, White-crested shouting millions moving on. They have broken their camp of Calm and o'er The world rebellion make, With banner of cloud and mist above them drawn. They have heard the call of infinite Death, The ordering of his word, "Arise, go forth and conquer where ye can; For that is the only law ye know, Its mandate men have heard, Let them beware when they your path would span. "Let them beware, for I am lord Of all that on earth has name, And unto you is given most my might. Ride on, ye have many a ship to rend, And many a mast to maim, And many a land to lash and soul to fright." So on they ride, a ravaging horde, From shore to shuddering shore, Beyond us in the bleak star-buried dawn; Nor know that when they have camped again And sleep, Life will restore Unto her world the hope they have withdrawn. THE CHRISTIAN IN EXILE (_Mandalay_) The palms along the old fort
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