And though no rose our cheeks have, Rudolph Chambers Lehmann [1856 TO CRITICS WHEN I was seventeen I heard Now that I number forty years, O carping world! If there's an age An equal poise, alas! I must Have passed it in my sleep. Walter Learned [1847 THE RAINBOW My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, The Child is father of the Man; Bound each to each by natural piety. William Wordsworth [1770-1850] A PETITION TO TIME TOUCH us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream Equinoctial Humble voyagers are we, Husband, wife, and children three- To the azure overhead!) Touch us gently, Time! We've not proud nor soaring wings, Lies in simple things. Touch us gently, gentle Time. 353 Bryan Waller Procter [1787-1874] EQUINOCTIAL THE sun of life has crossed the line; One after one, as dwindling hours, Youth's glowing hopes have dropped away, And soon may barely leave the gleam I am not young; I am not old; The flush of morn, the sunset calm, Paling and deepening, each to each, Meet midway with a solemn charm. One side I see the summer fields, Not yet disrobed of all their green; While westerly, along the hills, Flame the first tints of frosty sheen. Ah, middle-point, where cloud and storm I bow me to the threatening gale: "BEFORE THE BEGINNING OF YEARS" From "Atalanta in Calydon" BEFORE the beginning of years, There came to the making of man Time, with a gift of tears; Grief, with a glass that ran; Pleasure, with pain for leaven; And life, the shadow of death. And the high gods took in hand From under the feet of the years; And froth and drift of the sea; And dust of the laboring earth; And bodies of things to be In the houses of death and of birth; With life before and after, And death beneath and above, For a day and a night and a morrow, That his strength might endure for a span, With travail and heavy sorrow, The holy spirit of man. Man From the winds of the north and the south They gathered as unto strife; They filled his body with life; Eyesight and speech they wrought A time to serve and to sin; And love, and a space for delight, And night, and sleep in the night. In his heart is a blind desire, In his eyes foreknowledge of death; Sows, and he shall not reap; His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep. 355 Algernon Charles Swinburne [1837-1909] MAN WEIGHING the steadfastness and state Of some mean things which here below reside, Where bees at night get home and hive, and flowers, Rise with the sun, and set in the same bowers; I would, said I, my God would give And no new business breaks their peace; Yet Solomon was never dressed so fine. Man hath still either toys, or care; He hath no root, nor to one place is tied, About this earth doth run and ride; He knows he hath a home, but scarce knows where; He says it is so far, That he hath quite forgot how to go there. He knocks at all doors, strays and roams; Nay, hath not so much wit as some stones have, God ordered motion, but ordained no rest. Henry Vaughan [1622-1695] THE PULLEY WHEN God at first made Man, Having a glass of blessings standing by- So strength first made a way, Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honor, pleasure: For if I should (said He) Bestow this jewel also on My creature, Yet let him keep the rest, But keep them with repining restlessness; George Herbert [1593-1633] |