TO CERTAIN*1 LIVING POETS.

New Zealand Tablet, 28 April 1921, Page 13

TO CERTAIN* 1 LIVING POETS.

\\ here are your tongues, nnvalorous bards Bliiul throngs of provident ininstrolsio — Vbo mid the ordure and the shards Are singing of the linden-tree! Of cherry-blossom and the spring, And merry birds that wake the day, f* Tlie russet tree-tops shimmering About the shining fields of May. For who shall, see the cherry-flower ? And who the glade in emerald drest? And who the chestnut blossom dower With chiselled snow the woodland’s breast? Yon sing as if revolving Earth Mingled no warning in her roar. Nor heed the breaking strings of mirtfT, ...... The darkness groping at the d00r..., V . ' Have you no eyes to see; no ears ■A ; V % •V f ;; To penetrate;this crusted gloom, ? . r . "t I. it ./Heaven hath withheld the ruining’ spears .* s5 ‘ ( And willed a fairer Earth to bloom. v. : . ■ >. ; " At t -'ii 7■; .And some have stirred the springing sod y > ; j£-> r "-Where no profaning foot should press, '■%«. /y And turned, the smoking fields of Clod h ' t y . Into a scentless wilderness. r fML >r * i ' I-., ' -* Come, down,’ bright streams of Heavenly fire,.; -. Ascend, ye . conquering flames of Hell ; f> 0 1 $ ■7' The song is withered .from the lyre 7| * , Forge trumpet-flange and clarion bell. Si 4 ..., Herbert E. Farmer, in--tho -{Westminster Gazette. % # -i* 5 1 y ■ % »%' 5 ft 5 > y, Otfciiai io ■- ■ - y Ik