John White Chadwick Poems

“LOOK up,” she said; and all the heavens blazed
With countless myriads of quiet stars,
Whereon a moment silently he gazed,
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THE GOLDEN-ROBIN came to build his nest
High in the elm-tree’s ever-nodding crest;
All the long day, upon his task intent,
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As the insect from the rock
Takes the color of its wing;
As the boulder from the shock
Of the ocean's rhythmic swing
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Thou for whose birth the whole creation yearned
Through countless ages of the morning world,
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I.

Dear hearts, you were waiting a year ago
For the glory to be revealed;
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I said: 'My heart, now let us sing a song
For a fair lady on her wedding-day;
Some solemn hymn or pretty roundelay,
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LITTLE, I ween, did Mary guess,
As on her arm her baby lay,
What tides of joy would swell and beat,
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When souls that have put off their mortal gear
Stand in the pure, sweet light of heaven's day,
And wondering deeply what to do or say,
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