VOLUME FOURTEEN
LONDON: PUBLISHED BY CHATTO AND
WINDUS: IN ASSOCIATION WITH CASSELL
AND COMPANY LIMITED: WILLIAM
HEINEMANN: AND LONGMANS GREEN
AND COMPANY MDCCCCXII
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
CONTENTS
A CHILD’S GARDEN OF VERSES
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| I. | Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night | [3] |
| II. | A Thought It is very nice to think | [3] |
| III. | At the Sea-side When I was down beside the sea | [4] |
| IV. | Young Night Thought All night long, and every night | [4] |
| V. | Whole Duty of Children A child should always say what’s true | [5] |
| VI. | Rain The rain is raining all around | [5] |
| VII. | Pirate Story Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing | [5] |
| VIII. | Foreign Lands Up into the cherry-tree | [6] |
| IX. | Windy Nights Whenever the moon and stars are set | [7] |
| X. | Travel I should like to rise and go | [7] |
| XI. | Singing Of speckled eggs the birdie sings | [9] |
| XII. | Looking Forward When I am grown to man’s estate | [9] |
| XIII. | A Good Play We built a ship upon the stairs | [9] |
| XIV. | Where go the Boats? Dark brown is the river | [10] |
| XV. | Auntie’s Skirts Whenever Auntie moves around | [11] |
| XVI. | The Land of Counterpane When I was sick and lay a-bed | [11] |
| XVII. | The Land of Nod From breakfast on all through the day | [12] |
| XVIII. | My Shadow I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me | [12] |
| XIX. | System Every night my prayers I say | [13] |
| XX. | A Good Boy I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day | [14] |
| XXI. | Escape at Bedtime The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out | [14] |
| XXII. | Marching Song Bring the comb and play upon it | [15] |
| XXIII. | The Cow The friendly cow, all red and white | [16] |
| XXIV. | Happy Thought The world is so full of a number of things | [16] |
| XXV. | The Wind I saw you toss the kites on high | [16] |
| XXVI. | Keepsake Mill Over the borders, a sin without pardon | [17] |
| XXVII. | Good and Bad Children Children, you are very little | [18] |
| XXVIII. | Foreign Children Little Indian, Sioux or Crow | [19] |
| XXIX. | The Sun’s Travels The sun is not a-bed when I | [20] |
| XXX. | The Lamplighter My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky | [20] |
| XXXI. | My Bed is a Boat My bed is like a little boat | [21] |
| XXXII. | The Moon The moon has a face like the clock in the hall | [22] |
| XXXIII. | The Swing How do you like to go up in a swing | [22] |
| XXXIV. | Time to Rise A birdie with a yellow bill | [23] |
| XXXV. | Looking-Glass River Smooth it slides upon its travel | [23] |
| XXXVI. | Fairy Bread Come up here, O dusty feet | [24] |
| XXXVII. | From a Railway Carriage Faster than fairies, faster than witches | [24] |
| XXXVIII. | Winter-Time Late lies the wintry sun a-bed | [25] |
| XXXIX. | The Hayloft Through all the pleasant meadow-side | [26] |
| XL. | Farewell to the Farm The coach is at the door at last | [26] |
| XLI. | North-West Passage | [27] |
| 1. Good Night When the bright lamp is carried in | [27] | |
| 2. Shadow March All round the house is the jet-black night | [28] | |
| 3. In Port Last, to the chamber where I lie | [28] | |
THE CHILD ALONE | ||
| I. | The Unseen Playmate When children are playing alone on the green | [31] |
| II. | My Ship and I O it’s I that am the captain of a tidy little ship | [32] |
| III. | My Kingdom Down by a shining water well | [32] |
| IV. | Picture-Books in Winter Summer fading, winter comes | [33] |
| V. | My Treasures These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest | [34] |
| VI. | Block City What are you able to build with your blocks | [35] |
| VII. | The Land of Story-Books At evening when the lamp is lit | [36] |
| VIII. | Armies in the Fire The lamps now glitter down the street | [37] |
| IX. | The Little Land When at home alone I sit | [38] |
GARDEN DAYS | ||
| I. | Night and Day When the golden day is done | [43] |
| II. | Nest Eggs Birds all the sunny day | [44] |
| III. | The Flowers All the names I know from nurse | [46] |
| IV. | Summer Sun Great is the sun, and wide he goes | [46] |
| V. | The Dumb Soldier When the grass was closely mown | [47] |
| VI. | Autumn Fires In the other gardens | [49] |
| VII. | The Gardener The gardener does not love to talk | [49] |
| VIII. | Historical Associations Dear Uncle Jim, this garden ground | [50] |
ENVOYS | ||
| I. | To Willie and Henrietta If two may read aright | [55] |
| II. | To My Mother You too, my mother, read my rhymes | [55] |
| III. | To Auntie Chief of our aunts—not only I | [56] |
| IV. | To Minnie The red room with the giant bed | [56] |
| V. | To my Name-Child Some day soon this rhyming volume, if you learn with proper speed | [58] |
| VI. | To any Reader As from the house your mother sees | [59] |
UNDERWOODS | ||
BOOK I: IN ENGLISH | ||
| I. | Envoy Go, little book, and wish to all | [67] |
| II. | A Song of the Road The gauger walked with willing foot | [67] |
| III. | The Canoe Speaks On the great streams the ships may go | [68] |
| IV. | It is the season now to go | [70] |
| V. | The House Beautiful A naked house, a naked moor | [71] |
| VI. | A Visit From The Sea Far from the loud sea beaches | [72] |
| VII. | To a Gardener Friend, in my mountain-side demesne | [73] |
| VIII. | To Minnie A picture-frame for you to fill | [74] |
| IX. | To K. de M. A lover of the moorland bare | [74] |
| X. | To N. V. de G. S. The unfathomable sea, and time, and tears | [75] |
| XI. | To Will. H. Low Youth now flees on feathered foot | [76] |
| XII. | To Mrs. Will. H. Low Even in the bluest noonday of July | [77] |
| XIII. | To H. F. Brown I sit and wait a pair of oars | [78] |
| XIV. | To Andrew Lang Dear Andrew, with the brindled hair | [79] |
| XV. | Et tu in Arcadia vixisti (to r. a. m. s.) In ancient tales, O friend, thy spirit dwelt | [80] |
| XVI. | To W. E. Henley The year runs through her phases; rain and sun | [82] |
| XVII. | Henry James Who comes to-night? We ope the doors in vain | [83] |
| XVIII. | The Mirror Speaks Where the bells peal far at sea | [84] |
| XIX. | Katharine We see you as we see a face | [85] |
| XX. | To F. J. S. I read, dear friend, in your dear face | [85] |
| XXI. | Requiem Under the wide and starry sky | [86] |
| XXII. | The Celestial Surgeon If I have faltered more or less | [86] |
| XXIII. | Our Lady of the Snows Out of the sun, out of the blast | [87] |
| XXIV. | Not yet, my soul, these friendly fields desert | [89] |
| XXV. | It is not yours, O mother, to complain | [90] |
| XXVI. | The Sick Child O mother, lay your hand on my brow | [92] |
| XXVII. | In Memoriam F. A. S. Yet, O stricken heart, remember, O remember | [93] |
| XXVIII. | To my Father Peace and her huge invasion to these shores | [93] |
| XXIX. | In the States With half a heart I wander here | [94] |
| XXX. | A Portrait I am a kind of farthing dip | [95] |
| XXXI. | Sing clearlier, Muse, or evermore be still | [96] |
| XXXII. | A Camp The bed was made, the room was fit | [96] |
| XXXIII. | The Country of the Camisards We travelled in the print of olden wars | [96] |
| XXXIV. | Skerryvore For love of lovely words, and for the sake | [97] |
| XXXV. | Skerryvore: The Parallel Here all is sunny, and when the truant gull | [97] |
| XXXVI. | My house, I say. But hark to the sunny doves | [98] |
| XXXVII. | My body which my dungeon is | [98] |
| XXXVIII. | Say not of me that weakly I declined | [99] |
BOOK II: IN SCOTS | ||
| I. | The Maker to Posterity Far ’yont amang the years to be | [105] |
| II. | Ille Terrarum Frae nirly, nippin’, Eas’lan’ breeze | [106] |
| III. | When aince Aprile has fairly come | [109] |
| IV. | A Mile an’ a Bittock A mile an’ a bittock, a mile or twa | [110] |
| V. | A Lowden Sabbath Morn The clinkum-clank o’ Sabbath bells | [111] |
| VI. | The Spaewife O, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I | [116] |
| VII. | The Blast—1875 It’s rainin’. Weet’s the gairden sod | [116] |
| VIII. | The Counterblast—1886 My bonny man, the warld, it’s true | [118] |
| IX. | The Counterblast Ironical It’s strange that God should fash to frame | [120] |
| X. | Their Laureate to an Academy Class Dinner Club Dear Thamson class, whaure’er I gang | [121] |
| XI. | Embro Hie Kirk The Lord Himsel’ in former days | [123] |
| XII. | The Scotsman’s Return from Abroad In mony a foreign pairt I’ve been | [125] |
| XIII. | Late In the night in bed I lay | [129] |
| XIV. | My Conscience! Of a’ the ills that flesh can fear | [131] |
| XV. | To Dr. John Brown By Lyne and Tyne, by Thames and Tees | [133] |
| XVI. | It’s an owercome sooth for age an’ youth | [135] |
BALLADS | ||
THE SONG OF RAHÉRO | ||
A LEGEND OF TAHITI | ||
| I. | The Slaying of Támatéa | [139] |
| II. | The Venging Of Támatéa | [148] |
| III. | Rahéro | [159] |
THE FEAST OF FAMINE | ||
MARQUESAN MANNERS | ||
| I. | The Priest’s Vigil | [169] |
| II. | The Lovers | [172] |
| III. | The Feast | [176] |
| IV. | The Raid | [182] |
TICONDEROGA | ||
A LEGEND OF THE WEST HIGHLANDS | ||
| I. | The Saying of the Name | [189] |
| II. | The Seeking of the Name | [194] |
| III. | The Place of the Name | [196] |
HEATHER ALE | ||
A GALLOWAY LEGEND | ||
| From the bonny bells of heather | [201] | |
CHRISTMAS AT SEA | ||
| The sheets were frozen hard | [207] | |
| Notes to The Song of Rahéro | [211] | |
| Notes to The Feast of Famine | [213] | |
| Notes to Ticonderoga | [214] | |
| Note to Heather Ale | [215] | |
SONGS OF TRAVEL | ||
| I. | The Vagabond Give to me the life I love | [219] |
| II. | Youth and Love—I Once only by the garden gate | [220] |
| III. | Youth and Love—II To the heart of youth the world is a highwayside | [221] |
| IV. | In dreams, unhappy, I behold you stand | [221] |
| V. | She rested by the Broken Brook | [222] |
| VI. | The infinite shining heavens | [222] |
| VII. | Plain as the glistering planets shine | [223] |
| VIII. | To you, let snow and roses | [224] |
| IX. | Let Beauty awake in the morn from beautiful dreams | [224] |
| X. | I know not how it is with you | [225] |
| XI. | I will make you brooches and toys for your delight | [225] |
| XII. | We have loved of Yore Berried brake and reedy island | [226] |
| XIII. | Mater Triumphans Son of my woman’s body, you go, to the drum and fife | [227] |
| XIV. | Bright is the ring of words | [227] |
| XV. | In the highlands, in the country places | [228] |
| XVI. | Home no more home to me, whither must I wander | [229] |
| XVII. | Winter In rigorous hours, when down the iron lane | [230] |
| XVIII. | The stormy evening closes now in vain | [230] |
| XIX. | To Dr. Hake In the beloved hour that ushers day | [231] |
| XX. | To —— I knew thee strong and quiet like the hills | [232] |
| XXI. | The morning drum-call on my eager ear | [233] |
| XXII. | I have trod the upward and the downward slope | [233] |
| XXIII. | He hears with gladdened heart the thunder | [233] |
| XXIV. | Farewell, fair day and fading light | [233] |
| XXV. | If this were Faith God, if this were enough | [234] |
| XXVI. | My Wife Trusty, dusky, vivid, true | [235] |
| XXVII. | To the Muse Resign the rhapsody, the dream | [236] |
| XXVIII. | To an Island Princess Since long ago, a child at home | [237] |
| XXIX. | To Kalakaua The Silver Ship, my King—that was her name | [238] |
| XXX. | To Princess Kaiulani Forth from her land to mine she goes | [239] |
| XXXI. | To Mother Maryanne To see the infinite pity of this place | [240] |
| XXXII. | In Memoriam E. H. I knew a silver head was bright beyond compare | [240] |
| XXXIII. | To my Wife Long must elapse ere you behold again | [241] |
| XXXIV. | To my old Familiars Do you remember—can we e’er forget | [242] |
| XXXV. | The tropics vanish, and meseems that I | [243] |
| XXXVI. | To S. C. I heard the pulse of the besieging sea | [244] |
| XXXVII. | The House of Tembinoka Let us, who part like brothers, part like bards | [245] |
| XXXVIII. | The Woodman In all the grove, nor stream nor bird | [249] |
| XXXIX. | Tropic Rain As the single pang of the blow, when the metal is mingled well | [254] |
| XL. | An End of Travel Let now your soul in this substantial world | [255] |
| XLI. | We uncommiserate pass into the night | [255] |
| XLII. | Sing me a song of a lad that is gone | [256] |
| XLIII. | To S. R. Crockett Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the rain are flying | [257] |
| XLIV. | Evensong The embers of the day are red | [257] |
ADDITIONAL POEMS | ||
| I. | A Familiar Epistle Blame me not that this epistle | [261] |
| II. | Rondels 1. Far have you come, my lady, from the town 2. Nous n’irons plus au bois 3. Since I am sworn to live my life 4. Of his pitiable transformation | [263] |
| III. | Epistle to Charles Baxter Noo lyart leaves blaw ower the green | [265] |
| IV. | The Susquehannah and the Delaware Of where or how, I nothing know | [267] |
| V. | Epistle to Albert Dew-Smith Figure me to yourself, I pray | [268] |
| VI. | Alcaics to Horatio F. Brown Brave lads in olden musical centuries | [270] |
| VII. | A Lytle Jape of Tusherie The pleasant river gushes | [272] |
| VIII. | To Virgil and Dora Williams Here, from the forelands of the tideless sea | [273] |
| IX. | Burlesque Sonnet Thee, Mackintosh, artificer of light | [273] |
| X. | The Fine Pacific Islands The jolly English Yellowboy | [274] |
| XI. | Auld Reekie When chitterin’ cauld the day sall daw | [275] |
| XII. | The Lesson of the Master Adela, Adela, Adela Chart | [276] |
| XIII. | The Consecration of Braille I was a barren tree before | [276] |
| XIV. | Song Light foot and tight foot | [277] |