The maid would reward him, Gay company come; They laugh, she laughs with them; He is moonstruck and dumb. This clinches the bargain; Sails out of the bay; Gets the vote in the senate, Spite of Webster and Clay; Has for genius no mercy, It lurks in the eyebeam, Church, market, and tavern, Bed and board, it will sway. It has no to-morrow; It ends with to-day. HAMATREYA. MINOTT, Lee, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint Possessed the land which rendered to their toil I fancy these pure waters and the flags And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil.' Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds; And strangers, fond as they, their furrows plough. Earth laughs in flowers, to see her boastful boys Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs; Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet Clear of the grave. They added ridge to valley, brook to pond, And sighed for all that bounded their domain. This suits me for a pasture; that's my park; We must have clay, lime, gravel, granite-ledge, The land is well, lies fairly to the south. 'Tis good, when you have crossed the sea and back, EARTH-SONG. Mine and yours; Mine, not yours. Earth endures; Stars abide Shine down in the old sea; Old are the shores; But where are old men? I who have seen much, Such have I never seen. 'The lawyer's deed Ran sure, In tail, To them, and to their heirs Who shall succeed, Without fail, Forevermore. 'Here is the land, Shaggy with wood, With its old valley, Mound, and flood. But the heritors? Fled like the flood's foam, The lawyer, and the laws, And the kingdom, Clean swept herefrom. |