Christopher Pearse Cranch

(1815-1892 / the USA)

Sonnet Xlix. J.R.L. (On His Homeward Voyage) 1. - Poem by Christopher Pearse Cranch

BACK from old England, in whose courts he stood
Foremost to knit by act and word the band
Between the daughter and the mother-land
In all by either prized of truth and good,
We welcome to a fellowship renewed
His country's friend and ours. The master-hand
That held the pen and lyre could still command
Affairs of state, controlling league and feud.
So, helped, not hindered, may his later strains
Flow deeper, richer, though by sorrow toned;
And life by losses grow as once by gains;
And age hold fast the best that youth has owned.
But ah, hurt not with touch too heavy, Time,
The light-winged wisdom of his gayer rhyme.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 24, 2010



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