Then fold the Tent-then on again; The only sign that here has lain THE THINKER AND THE POET. SUNSHINE often falls refulgent After all the corn is in ; Often Allah grants indulgent Pleasure that may guard from sin : Nor less well the man once gifted Than in his absorbing Truth! But the heaven-enfranchised Poet He must feel, and freely show it,— He must give his passions range, With all races, of all ages, From new cities, from new nations, In the manifold, the various, Glimmering through his tears and laughter, Like the sun through autumn leaves. LOSS AND GAIN. MYRIAD Roses, unregretted, perish in their vernal bloom, That the essence of their sweetness once your Beauty may perfume. Myriad Veins of richest life-blood empty forth their priceless worth, To exalt one Will imperial over spacious realms of earth. Myriad Hearts are pained and broken that one Poet may be taught To discern the shapes of passion and describe them as he ought. Myriad Minds of heavenly temper pass as passes moon or star, That one philosophic Spirit may ascend the solar car. Sacrifice and Self-devotion hallow earth and fill the skies, And the meanest Life is sacred whence the highest may arise. PLEASURE AND PAIN. WHO can determine the frontier of Pleasure? Ye who have felt the delirium of passion- To indicate each upon each as it hangs? I would believe not ;-for spirit may languish See the Fakeer as he swings on his iron, See the thin Hermit that starves in the wild; Think ye no pleasures the penance environ, And hope the sole bliss by which pain is beguiled? No! in the kingdoms those spirits are reaching, THE PEACE OF GOD. "The blessed shall hear no vain words, but only the word-Peace. KURAN, chap. xix. v. 63. PEACE is God's direct assurance To the souls that win release Peace he tells us-only Peace. There is Peace in lifeless matter- Ask you this? O mortal trembler ! To this life's inquiring traveller, To the loyal wife, affection Towards her husband, free from fear, To the faithful friend, selection Of all memo'ries kind and dear,— To the lover, full fruition Of an unexhausted joy,— To the warrior, crowned ambition, To the ruler, sense of action, Working out his great intent,— To the prophet, satisfaction In the mission he was sent,— To the poet, conscious glory Flowing from his Father's face ; Such is Peace in holy story, Such is Peace in heavenly grace. |