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THE sunlights waver from rock to rock,
And the pied clouds come and go,
And the restless bay, with a flickering mock,
Quivers back shadow and glow.
Change and change, as all changes in life,
But through all I hear the same voice of strife,
Surges of seas and their sullen shock
At the base of the crag below.
Surges far down below at the base,
How many feet, can I guess,
From me in my high cliff resting-place,
Alone with my weariness?
How many feet? - And out and away
The surges roll back to the tossing bay;
And if I lay whelmed in their seething race
Would the world laugh any the less?
A moment or two and a troubled heart
Might be still in a troubled sea -
And surely, if that were all, one's part
Might be played out and sleep might be;
For the dead are quiet and never weep.
But sorrow of life is nobler than sleep
And a heart may be strong though it writhe and smart,
Oh! heart be thou strong in me.
Change and change! and the sunlights shake
And flit at the wind's wild hest,
And the clouds and shadows gather and break,
Change and not any rest!
And never a light of man's life so still
But its good may be darked with some wind-waft ill;
Yet surely to sleep is less than to wake,
And sorrow of life is best.
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A Woman Sold
Bartimaeus
Judas
Pilate
The Walk To Emmaus
A Bride
A March Night
A Messenger
A Mother's Cry
A Wedding
Afterwards
Dead Amy
Deserted
Dreaming
Glad Waves
Going
How The Brook Sings
If
In The Storm
In The Sunshine
Looking Downstairs
Mary Lost
Never Again
Night Whispers
On The Lake
On The Shore
Our Lily
Passing Away
Perjured
Safe
Shadow
Sunlight
The Blush Rose
The Gift
The Heiress' Wooer
The Hidden Wound
The Lake
The Land Of Happy Dreams
The Old Year Out
The Red Star On The Hill
The River
The Setting Star
The Shadow Of A Cloud
To And Fro
To One Of Many
Too faithful
Two Maidens |
