Lundy's Lane, and Other Poems

by Duncan Campbell Scott

Flashing out of fire and light, burning to a husk,

All the world's a-dying and failing in the dusk—

Growing, growing, all the glory going.

Rust is on the door-latch, ashes at the root,

Dry rot in the ridge-pole, canker in the fruit;

Growing, growing, all the glory going.

Plot, ye subtle statesmen,—a trace of melted wax;

Bind, ye haughty prelates,—a thread of ravelled flax;

Growing, growing, all the glory going.

March, ye mighty captains,—an eddy in the dust;