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 | The poems of Edmund Clarence Stedman |  |
W. W.
Good-bye, Walt!Good-bye, from all you loved of earth—
Rock, tree, dumb creature, man and woman—
To you, their comrade human.
The last assault
Ends now; and now in some great world has birth
A minstrel, whose strong soul finds broader wings,
More brave imaginings.
Stars crown the hilltop where your dust shall lie,
Even as we say good-bye,
Good-bye, old Walt!
Lines sent to his funeral
with an ivy wreath,
March 30, 1892.
| The poems of Edmund Clarence Stedman | |