George Edward Woodberry Poems

O, INEXPRESSIBLE as sweet,
Love takes my voice away;
I cannot tell thee when we meet
What most I long to say.
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O, STRUCK beneath the laurel, where the singing fountains are,
I saw from heaven falling the star of love afar;
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WAS this his face, and these the finding eyes
That plucked a new world from the rolling seas?
Who, serving Christ, whom most he sought to please,
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“I will die cheering, if I needs must die;
So shall my last breath write upon my lips
Viva Italia! when my spirit slips
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I WILL rise, I will go from the places that are dark with passion and pain,
From the sorrow-changëd woodlands and a thousand memories slain.
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THE RAINBOW on the ocean
A moment bright,
The nightingale’s devotion
That dies on night
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WHEN love in the faint heart trembles,
And the eyes with tears are wet,
Oh, tell me what resembles
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I
AWAKE, ye nations, slumbering supine,
Who round enring the European fray!
Heard ye the trumpet sound? “The Day! the Day!
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It was only the clinging touch
Of a child’s hand in the street,
But it made the whole day sweet;
Caught, as he ran full-speed,
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O WILD heart, track the land’s perfume,
Beach-roses and moor-heather!
All fragrances of herb and bloom
Fail, out at sea, together.
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