IX. Love's grey eyes glow with a heaven-heat, Look! Hate hath vanished in the air! X. Then all the throng looked kind on all; Eyes yearned, lips kissed, dumb souls were freed; Two magic maids' hands lifted a pall And the dead knight, Heart, sprang on his steed. XI. Then Love cried, "Break me his lance, each knight! Ye shall fight for blood-athirst Fame no more!" And the knights all doffed their mailèd might XII. Then dove-flights sanctified the plain, And hawk and sparrow shared a nest. MACON, GEORGIA, 1865. THE DYING WORDS OF STONEWALL JACKSON. "Order A. P. Hill to prepare for battle." "Tell Major Hawks to advance the Commissary train.” THE stars of Night contain the glittering Day And so the Day, about to yield his breath, O hero-life that lit us like the sun! O hero-words that glittered like the stars The phantoms of a battle came to dwell His army stands in battle-line arrayed : His couriers fly: all's done now God decide! Or would accept the shade. Thou Land whose sun is gone, thy stars remain ! GEORGIA, September, 1865. TO WILHELMINA. A WHITE face, drooping, on a bending neck: From out the whitest cloud of summer steals As when one gazes from the summer sea On some far gossamer cloud, with straining eye, So, floating, wandering Cloud-Soul, I watch thee. MONTGOMERY, ALABAMA, 1866. WEDDING-HYMN. THOU God, whose high, eternal Love May these two lives be but one note In the world's strange-sounding harmony, As when from separate stars two beams So may these two dear hearts one light MACON, GEORGIA, September, 1865. |