Narcissus; And Other Poems

Narcissus; And Other Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ...angels look with blind eyes on our world? How long shall crime hold revel ere the thunderbolts are hurled? How long shall earth be flooded with her children's blood and tears? How long unheard our pleading through the sighing, sobbing years? And now the cruel spoiler comes to lay thy proud head low, When youth is in its budding and its sweet May morning glow. For though our life is kindled only by the Master's breath, Each heartless, ruthless mortal still may blow the blast of death. Ah, how the anxious watchers long to see thee at the gate! Ah, how the sobbing mourners miss thee in the gloaming late! But nevermore shall watchers see thy face so blithe and bright, And nevermore shall mourners hear thy footsteps quick and light. For noisome weeds may flourish, bearing loathsome fruitage still, While soon the flower fadeth in the cruel north wind chill. Thy boyish face was beaming like some gay and gallant song, While thou didst gird thine armor for the war with shameless wrong. I see thee still, young hero, planning bold and brilliant deeds, Prepared to tread unflinching where the path of duty leads; So brave, warm-hearted, truthful, ever daring to be right, Thy white shield gleaming and thy good sword burnished for the fight. There reared thy dragon foeman, coiling in his monstrous might, --And then the shriek of "murder!" hurtled in the shuddering night. But soon from out thine ashes shall a host of heroes start, And soon a deadly dagger shall benumb the dragon's heart. As out thy grave shall blossom all the splendor of the spring, Thy soul shall wake above us, borne upon a swan-like wing. DYNAMITE. Well may ye shudder at my name and curse my hour of birth, Ye tyrants, hoarding misers, lords, and rulers of the earth! For my hoarse voice more

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  • Paperback | 26 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 68g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236665554
  • 9781236665553