vor caught
Of thy proud sire, who fought
His way to fame, and taught
Its toilsome way to thee.
So even thou hast gained
The victory God-given--
Yea, as our cheeks are stained
With tears, and our souls pained
And mute, thou hast attained
Thy high reward in Heaven!
WHEN IT RAINS
When it rains, and with the rain
Never bird has heart to sing,
And across the window-pane
Is no sunlight glimmering;
When the pitiless refrain
Brings a tremor to the lips,
Our tears are like the rain
As it drips, drips, drips--
Like the sad, unceasing rain as it drips.
When the light of heaven's blue
Is blurred and blotted quite,
And the dreary day to you
Is but a long twilight;
When it seems that ne'er again
Shall the sun break its eclipse,
Our tears are like the rain
As it drips, drips, drips--
Like the endless, friendless rain as it drips.
When it rains! weary heart,
O be of better cheer!
The leaden clouds will part,
And the morrow will be clear;
Take up your load again,
With a prayer upon your lips,
Thanking Heaven for the rain
As it drips, drips, drips--
With the golden bow of promise as it drips.
AN ASSASSIN
Cat-like he creeps along where ways are dim,
From covert unto covert's secrecy;
His shadow in the moonlight shrinks from him
And crouches warily.
He hugs strange envies to his breast, and nurses
Wild hatreds, till the murderous hand he grips
Falls, quivering with the tension of the curses
He launches from his lips.
Drenched in his victim's blood he holds high revel;
He mocks at justice, and in all men's eyes
Insults his God--and no one but the devil
Is sorry when he dies.
BEST OF ALL
Of all good gifts that the Lord lets fall,
Is not silence the best of all?
The deep, sweet hush when the song is closed,
And every sound but a voiceless ghost;
And every sigh, as we listening leant,
A breathless quiet of vast content?
The laughs we laughed have a purer ring
With but their memory echoing;
And the joys we voiced, and the words we said,
Seem so dearer for being dead.
So of all good gifts that the Lord lets fall,
Is not silence the best of all?
BIN A-FISHIN'
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