And richer, sweeter than I dreamed
I heard complete my song.
—Emily Householder
And from the same paper another ringing note on the sacredness of the day's duty—but this is no psalm, rather a trumpet call, gorgeous, full, and technically so splendid that it suggests the ancients:
TODAY
Voice, with what emulous fire thou singest free hearts of old fashion,
English scorners of Spain sweeping the blue sea-way,
Sing me the daring of life for life, the magnanimous passion
Of man for man in the mean populous streets of Today.
Hand, with what color and power thou couldst show, in the ring hot-sanded,