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Breaks and brightens, laughs and lessens, — even till eyes may hardly bear 15 Light that leaps and runs and revels through the springing flames of spray.

Year on year sheds light and music, rolled and flashed from bay to bay Round the summer capes of time and winter headlands keen and bare, Whence the soul keeps watch, and bids her vassal memory watch and pray, If perchance the dawn may quicken, or perchance the midnight spare. 20 Silence quells not music, darkness takes not sunlight in her snare: Shall not joys endure that perish 2 Yea, saith dawn, though night say nay: Life on life goes out; but very life enkindles everywhere Light that leaps and runs and revels through the springing flames of spray.

Friend, were life no more than this is, well would yet the living fare. 25 All aflower and all afire and all flung heavenward, who shall say Such a flash of life were worthless? This is worth a world of care, — Light that leaps and runs and revels through the springing flames of spray.

HOPE AND FEAR (1882)

Beneath the shadow of dawn's aerial cope, With eyes enkindled as the sun's own sphere, Hope from the front of youth in godlike cheer Looks Godward, – past the shades where blind men grope Round the dark door that prayers nor dreams can ope, – 5 And makes for joy the very darkness dear That gives her wide wings play; nor dreams that fear At noon may rise and pierce the heart of hope.

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W. E. HENLEY — R. W. DIXON – MATHILDE BLIND

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W. E. H. LECKY — AUSTIN DOBSON – R. L. STEVENSON

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As a star's travelling light survives its star! 10

So may we hold our lives that, when we are

The fate of those who then will draw this breath,

They shall not drag us to their judgmentbar

And curse the heritage that we bequeath.

W. E. H. LECKY (1838-1903)

SAY NOT THAT THE PAST IS DEAD

Say not that the past is dead.
Though the Autumn leaves are shed,
Though the day's last flush has flown,
Though the lute has lost its tone —
Still within, unfelt, unseen, 5
Lives the life that once has been;
With a silent power still
Guiding heart or brain or will,
Lending bias, force, and hue
To the things we think and do. 10
Strange how aimless looks or words
Sometimes wake forgotten chords, –
Bidding dreams and memories leap
From a long unbroken sleep.

AUSTIN DOBSON (1840-1921)

[TH PIPE AND FLUTE (1877)

With pipe and flute the rustic Pan

Of old made music sweet for man;
And wonder hushed the warbling bird,
And closer drew the calm-eyed herd, –

The rolling river slowlier ran. 5

Ah! would, – ah! would, a little span,
Some air of Arcady could fan
This age of ours, too seldom stirred
With pipe and flute!

But now for gold we plot and plan; 10
And, from Beersheba unto Dan,
Apollo's self might pass unheard,
Or find the night-jar's note preferred —
Not so it fared, when time began,
With pipe and flute! 15

R. L. STEVENSON (1850-1894)

THE CELESTIAL SURGEON

(1882)

If I have faltered more or less
In my great task of happiness;
If I have moved among my race
And shown no glorious morning face;
If beams from happy human eyes 5
Have moved me not; if morning skies,
Books, and my food, and summer rain
Knocked on my sullen heart in vain: –
Lord, thy most pointed pleasure take
And stab my spirit broad awake; 10
Or, Lord, if too obdurate I,
Choose thou, before that spirit die,
A piercing pain, a killing sin,
And to my dead heart run them inl

REQUIEM (1884)

Under the wide and starry sky,

Dig the grave and let me lie.

Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me: 5

Here he lies where he longed to be;

Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

THE MORNING DRUM-CALL (1896)

The morning drum-call on my eager ear

Thrills unforgotten yet; the morning dew Lies yet undried along my field of noon.

But now I pause at whiles in what I do,

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