HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL.

Otago Witness, Issue 2524, 30 July 1902, Page 74

HENRY CLARENCE KENDALL.

So winged with the speed of the spirit, Ho fell from, the slope of the sphere Where God for a seuson had bound him

To buffer and toil. "While the tear

Was cold on ihc clay that had housed him, The- planet — a, pale silver bowSank down in the desolate distance,

And loimd him the nvers did flow-

Of light from the splendid sun-girdle, Unmeasured, remote, and beyond The uttermost silence of spaces

The spirit may fathom. Kxpand The heaven of heavens supernal,

"Where Beauty still fiieth before, And Love, from the hilltops eternal,

Doth call to the- deeps evermore.

And still, while the eons may measure-

Tors millions of trillions of lives, l'"iom tlio light of the far-sinking eystenig,

Through the gloom that is awful, lie strives.

Ah! One 13 forever beside liiru,

Aixl light, how ineffable, lures "Where, winged with the speed of the spirit,

lie battles, and jcvb, and endures.

And high as the tlcnif of the heavens,

And cicep aa tlio stream of the starfe, Hid sririt expands, suid tho music

Is deep as when thunderous v.-ara

Are waged by the masterless ■waterß About the "dark bluffs of the land, And he speeds, foi he feels in the distance The touch of his fair lady's liaiid

Held forth from the heaven of heavens;

For Beauty still flieth before, And Love, from the hilltops eternal, Doth call to the deeps everruarc. — CIIAHLES OSCAE FaLMEB Bientwood Fanu, June 10.