Broceliande     By Alan Seeger     Broceliande! in the perilous beauty of silence and menacing shade,    Thou art set on the shores of the sea down the…

       I     Deep in the sloping forest that surrounds    The head of a green valley that I know,    Spread the fair gardens and ancestral grounds    Of Bellinglise, the beautiful…

    I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame,    Hurled over Europe once on bolt and blast,    Now glows far off as storm-clouds overpast    Glow in the sunset flushed with…

    Stretched on a sunny bank he lay at rest,    Ferns at his elbow, lilies round his knees,    With sweet flesh patterned where the cool turf pressed,    Flowerlike crept…

    There is a power whose inspiration fills    Nature’s fair fabric, sun- and star-inwrought,    Like airy dew ere any drop distils,    Like perfume in the laden flower, like aught    Unseen…

    At dusk, when lowlands where dark waters glide    Robe in gray mist, and through the greening hills    The hoot-owl calls his mate, and whippoorwills    Clamor from every copse…

    All that’s not love is the dearth of my days,     The leaves of the volume with rubric unwrit,    The temple in times without prayer, without praise,    …

    The lad I was I longer now    Nor am nor shall be evermore.    Spring’s lovely blossoms from my brow    Have shed their petals on the floor.    Thou, Love, hast…

     You have the grit and the guts, I know;    You are ready to answer blow for blow    You are virile, combative, stubborn, hard,    But your honor ends…

    A BIRTHDAY WISH.             I’m wishing a happy birthday,            To you my dear sweet friend;            And may every day be a happy day            Is the wish I will always…