The literary remains of the late Willis Gaylord Clark Including the Ollapodiana Papers, the Spirit Of Life, and a selection from his various prose and poetical writings |
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‘TO ONE FOUND WANTING. |
 | The literary remains of the late Willis Gaylord Clark |  |
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‘TO ONE FOUND WANTING.
‘Mene, mene, tekel upharsin!’—
Scripture.
Scripture.
‘Thou art no more, what once I knew
Thy heart and guileless tongue to be;
Thou art no longer pure and true,
Nor fond, to one who knelt to thee;
Who knelt, and deemed thee all his own,
Nor knew a dearer wish beside;
Who made his trembling passion known,
And looked to own thee for a bride.
Thy heart and guileless tongue to be;
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Nor fond, to one who knelt to thee;
Who knelt, and deemed thee all his own,
Nor knew a dearer wish beside;
Who made his trembling passion known,
And looked to own thee for a bride.
‘What is the vow that once I heard
From those balm-breathing lips of thine?
Broken, ah! broken, word by word,
E'en while I worshipped at thy shrine!
Broken by thee, to whom I bowed,
As bends the wind-flower to the breeze,
As bent the Chaldean, through the cloud,
To Orion and the Pleiades.
From those balm-breathing lips of thine?
Broken, ah! broken, word by word,
E'en while I worshipped at thy shrine!
Broken by thee, to whom I bowed,
As bends the wind-flower to the breeze,
As bent the Chaldean, through the cloud,
To Orion and the Pleiades.
‘But thou art lost! and I no more
Must drink thy undeceiving glance;
Our thousand fondling spells are o'er—
Our raptured moments in the dance.
Vanished, like dew-drops from the spray
Are moments which in beauty flew;
I cast life's brightest pearl away,
And, false one, breathe my last adieu!’
Must drink thy undeceiving glance;
Our thousand fondling spells are o'er—
Our raptured moments in the dance.
Vanished, like dew-drops from the spray
Are moments which in beauty flew;
I cast life's brightest pearl away,
And, false one, breathe my last adieu!’
| The literary remains of the late Willis Gaylord Clark | |