JUST as of old, -- with fearless foot And placid face and resolute, He takes the faint, mysterious trail That leads beyond our earthly hail. We would cry, as in last farewell, But that his hand waves, and a spell Is laid upon our tongues: and thus He takes unworded leave of us. And it is fitting: -- As he fared Here with us, so is he prepared For any fortuning the night May hold for him beyond our sight. The moon and stars they still attend His wandering footsteps to the end, -- He did not question, nor will we, Their guidance and security. So, never parting word nor cry: -- We feel, with him, that by and by Our onward trails will meet and then Merge and be ever one again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONE FAVORED ACORN by ROBERT FROST OUR COUNTRY by JULIA WARD HOWE INSCRIPTIONS: 8 by MARK AKENSIDE FOUR SONNETS: 1 by FRANK DAVIS ASHBURN PROVERBS 31:25-29. THE MOTHER OF THE HOUSE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |