Because thou hast not feared the darts of men Flung forth against me in their feeble hate, But hast believed in me in spite of fate,— Yea, in thine heart, sweet, often and again Hast borne their poison-pointed arrows when Their anger-maddened ranks around the gate Of song surged foaming, fierce-tongued and elate,— Beholding in me love beyond their ken:— Because thou hast not shivered when the seas Brake hard against me, and the pettish spray Of hostile words leaped round from day to day, And evil arrows quivered in the breeze,— Therefore shalt thou for ever with me stand When love, not hate, crowns me in mine own land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEED OF LOVING by STRICKLAND GILLILAN BEETHOVEN'S THIRD SYMPHONY by RICHARD HOVEY THE CAPTAIN; A LEGEND OF THE NAVY by ALFRED TENNYSON SONG FOR DECORATION DAY by HELEN C. BACON OSTRA by ELLEN FRANCES BALDWIN THE SPINNER by CLARA DOTY BATES |