 | [Sonnet, in] The New Theatre : New York |  |
SONNET
Shakespeare's new home is this; here, on this stage,
Here shall he reign as first in London town;
Here shall the passion of that high renown,
Embodied newly, know its ancient rage.
Here shall he reign as first in London town;
Here shall the passion of that high renown,
Embodied newly, know its ancient rage.
Here shall the trembling heart of man regain
Its heritage of laughter and quick tears,
And find fresh courage to compel its fears,
And learn in larger life a balm for pain.
Its heritage of laughter and quick tears,
And find fresh courage to compel its fears,
And learn in larger life a balm for pain.
Nor shall the master's spirit quench the blaze
Of spirits new that may new beauty wake,
But fan these to bright flame that from new days
New music, modes and majesties shall take.
Of spirits new that may new beauty wake,
But fan these to bright flame that from new days
New music, modes and majesties shall take.
And if a new-world Shakespeare loom erewhile
How swift, from that great shade, the welcoming smile.
How swift, from that great shade, the welcoming smile.
| [Sonnet, in] The New Theatre : New York | |