Lord of the Golden Branch, Virgil! and Caesar's friend: Leader of pilgrim Dante! Yes: things have their tears: So sighed thy song, when down sad winds pierced to thine ears Lord of the Golden Branch, Virgil! and Caesar's friend: Wandering and immemorial sorrows without end. Leader of pilgrim Dante! Yes: things have their tears: And things of death touch hearts, that die: Yes: but joys blend, So sighed thy song, when down sad winds pierced to thine ears And glories, with our little life of human fears: Wandering and immemorial sorrows without end. Rome reigns, and Caesar triumphs! Ah, the Golden Years, And things of death touch hearts, that die: Yes: but joys blend, The Golden Years return: this also the Gods send. And glories, with our little life of human fears: O men, who have endured an heavier burden yet! Rome reigns, and Caesar triumphs! Ah, the Golden Years, Hear you not happy airs, and voices augural? The Golden Years return: this also the Gods send. For you, in these last days by sure foreknowledge set, Looms no Italian shore, bright and imperial? Wounded and worn! What Virgil sang, doth God forget? O men, who have endured an heavier burden yet! Virgil, the melancholy, the majestical. Hear you not happy airs, and voices augural? -1891 For you, in these last days by sure foreknowledge set, Looms no Italian shore, bright and imperial? Wounded and worn! What Virgil sang, doth God forget? Virgil, the melancholy, the majestical. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST MISTRESS by ROBERT BROWNING THE MOON by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE SCARE-FIRE by ROBERT HERRICK OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON WAITING FOR THE GRAPES by WILLIAM MAGINN FAREWELL OF A VIRGINIA SLAVE MOTHER TO HER DAUGHTERS SOLD INTO BONDAGE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |