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At Algeciras--a Meditation upon Death
| The heron-billed pale cattle-birds | | That feed on some foul parasite | | Of the Moroccan flocks and herds | | Cross the narrow Straits to light | | In the rich midnight of the garden trees | | Till the dawn break upon those
mingled seas. | | | | | | Often at evening when a boy | | Would I carry to a friend— | | Hoping more substantial joy | | Did
an older mind commend— | | Not such as are in Newton’s metaphor, | | But actual shells of Rosses’ level
shore. | | | | | | Greater glory in the sun, | | An evening chill upon the air, | | Bid imagination run | | Much on the Great
Questioner; | | What He can question, what if questioned I | | Can with a fitting confidence reply. | | November
1928 |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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