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Title: Poems of Life
Author: Katharine Forrest Hamill
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POEMS OF LIFE
POEMS
OF LIFE
By
KATHARINE FORREST HAMILL
PHILADELPHIA
PETER REILLY, PUBLISHER
133 N. THIRTEENTH STREET
1915
COPYRIGHT 1915, BY PETER REILLY
PUBLISHED JULY, 1915
FIRST IMPRESSION
TO
GRACE BARTLETT STRYKER
Words fail me when I strive to say
What you’ve meant to me--for so long a day
Hope--Inspiration--Sympathy.
Steadfast and true, whate’er might be.
O priv’lege rarest to the end
As in the past, to call you--_friend_.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
The poems contained within the following pages are _children of the
brain_ which at intervals obtruded their company, and which, such as
they are, at the solicitation of my friends, I have ventured to set
down.
K. F. H.
CONTENTS
Dedication IX
Author’s Note XI
POEMS OF LIFE.
Page
Today 5
Jewels 6
Something Gone 7
A-Maying 8
Tribute 9
Good-Bye 10
The Wondrous Song 14
Miladi 17
The Something-my-life-has-missed 18
Contentment 20
Gone 21
To My Muse 22
Conception 24
Awakening 25
The House Built on Sands 26
To a Butterfly 28
A Fragment 29
Query 30
I Close Mine Eyes 32
Understanding 33
We Met in May 34
I Turn Me Down a Lighted Way 36
Counsel 37
Decision 39
You Never Guessed the Secret 40
The Light 42
Education 43
Re-Adjustment 44
FROM “RHYMES FOR WEE SWEETHEARTS”
When Grandmama Was Little 53
Harold’s Lament 55
Mrs. Spider 57
The Naughty Little Girl 58
On the Stair 60
The Land O’Dreams 61
The Middle of the Night 63
When Our Fathers Were Little Boys 65
Slumber Land 67
The New Brother 68
POEMS OF LIFE
TO-DAY
The Yesterdays we might have called our own
But which, in our blindness, we let slip by,
Alas! they know not to return again,
Deep-buried doth each, within its grave, lie.
But O belov’ed, now that we have made
The golden secret ours--to hold alway
We will not sorrow o’er departed hours--
Just live in God’s great glorious--To-day!
JEWELS
Oh, not the gracious deeds your kindness knew, dear,
When shone my sun and skies were ever fair;
But the more precious sympathies you tendered
In sorrow’s hour. _Those_ my jewels rare
Which dearer, than off’ring wealth knows to proffer,
I’ll keep beside me whate’er may attend,
Nor render up so long as Life’s day lasteth,--
Aye, and take with me, when shall plead its end.
SOMETHING GONE
You come to me--you take my hand,
You try to make me see
Things should become as they once were,
’Twixt you and me.
I listen to each word, you say,
I mark well ev’ry tone,
Only to find--you plead in vain,--
There’s something gone.
Something gone--that cannot come back again,
Tho’ most entreatingly you pray.
Yet, not mine the fault,--but yours alone,
It went away.
A-MAYING
We will go a-Maying dear,
Just you and I together,
Oh, the glory of God’s blossoming
Sunshiny weather!
Ev’ry ill we will forget,
Nor remember a regret,
For ’twill never do to fret
Whilst we are a-straying.
Only laughter ringing clear,
Waking echo far and near;
You and I so happy dear;
A-Maying! A-Maying!
TRIBUTE
To prove myself--aye, that’s my aim,
To prove myself for those
Who took me by the hand and held,
Nor cared if others chose
To notice or pass coldly by.
Thro’ stormiest of weather
Stood ever at my side, and said
We’ll face the world together!
GOOD-BYE
_She_
Good-bye, yes, I’ve decided
It’s best--it should not go _on_,
The quite delightful companionship
You and I, for some time, have known.
No, do not try to dissuade me,
I’ve thought it most carefully o’er,
To arrive at but one conviction--
We must see each other no more.
_He_
And you think to sever our friendship
By a mere putting away,
Letting the same, as it were, slip from us
Nor permitting me to say,
A word in defence of its going
As if I’d no _right_ to share
In the matter of decision
I ask you,--Is it fair?
_She_
Man-like you refuse to _reason_
To see it’s the only way,
That the step really should have been taken
Even _before_ to-day.
With you ’tis quite diff’rent,--the matter,--
You’ve priv’lege entire of your life;
But my freedom bows to restriction,--
I am another man’s wife.
_He_
Yes, another man’s wife, but the honor
The Fates have conferred, it would seem
He doesn’t the quite appreciate,--
At least, ’tis the knowledge I gleam.
From observing his attitude towards you,
Which I’m sure,--and you can but agree,
Is not in the least in keeping with what
A husband’s towards a wife _should_ be.
_She_
And his failing you think permits me
Favor to accept at _your_ hands,
That the vow I took at the altar
Ceases to impose its demands.
In sickness or health I promised,
“For better or worse”,--till the day,
He who gave should in his judgment
See fit to take away.
_He_
And you’ll let it bind you, that promise,
To a man who does not care;
Whose int’rest is the thoroughly selfish,
In whose secrets--you do not share,
Listen, dear, the priv’lege of Mortals,--
To get what we can out of life.
Free yourself from the bond that is irksome
And find happiness, as my wife.
_She_
Nay, not so, the rule of living
Holds faithful but to the one test;
Nor counts it--another’s transgression,
We must give of _ourselves_--our best.
Of no use to appeal the exception,
The truth remains fix’ed alway,
So, good-bye, it _must_ be,--and, God bless you,--
_There is nothing more to say_.
THE WONDROUS SONG
I longed to sing a wondrous song,
So wondrous, ’twould compel
The admiration unreserved
Of one and all as well.
My pen I took in hand and strove
The magic words to write,
Alas! I could not of my Muse
Inspiration invite.
She would not humor, tho’ I begged
Persistently and long
For the right metre--the right thought,
To best set down my song.
’Twas stately phrase I coveted,
The Laurel I would court--
That of the world’s acknowledgment
Of unsurpass´ed thought.
At length disheartened, my appeal
Knew, but to be denied,
I rose and to the window moved,
And marked the scene outside.
All quiet stretched the land before,
Enwrapt in the soft haze
Which with such rare enchantment clothes
Autumn’s initial days.
Idly my glance the expanse swept
Till it came to where lay
Outside the gate, the winding road
Leading to far-away.
Then with the moment light was mine--
Yet not complex its thought,
The inspiration which appealed
Was diff’rent, from that sought.
The winding road--the simple theme--
They who followed after--
The toll it wrested of sad tears,
For short dole of laughter.
The tranquil ways bidden farewell,
To seek of its unrest,
The truth alas! too oft brought home,
The paths forsook, were best.
Could I but so compose a lay,
That one who heard might pause,
Nor continue to sacrifice
In an unrighteous cause.
And keep his soul tho’ it should be
By cruelest conflict wrung,
I need not further supplicate--
My wondrous song were sung.
MILADI
Miladi is so wonderful in furbelows and laces;
Miladi is so wonderful of such beguiling graces;
My poor faint heart goes pit-a-pat when she her Slave addresses
I wonder if how _much_ I love, Miladi guesses!
Miladi is so wonderful, her dimples and her curls;
Miladi is so wonderful, my mind bewildered whirls;
Oh would some pow’r benign might make it plain for me to see
How much it is, in very truth, Miladi thinks of _me_.
THE SOMETHING MY LIFE HAS MISSED
It whispers in the murmur
Of the breezes passing by,
Pulsates in the azure
Of ev’ry flawless sky.
And oh! when twilight gathers
And its curtain gently falls,
The-something-my-life-has-missed
Calls and calls.
Part of the Throng have found it,
The light within their eyes
Pleads of too great a radiance
The truth to disguise.
Their world is all they wish for,
Nor know they to implore
From off Destiny’s altar
Happiness more.
It whispers in the murmur
Of the breezes passing by,
Pulsates in the azure
Of ev’ry flawless sky.
Some day I, too, shall know it
In all its ecstacy,
The-something-my-life-has-missed
Will come to me.
CONTENTMENT
To have you with me day by day
Watch you flitting to and fro,
In and out this room and that,
Up and down the stairs and lo!
With each turn mark you at
Some task benign--love bids you know.
To have you with me day by day,
A tender, trusting, gracious self
Let the world treasure as it may,
To me, far dearer than its wealth
Your comradeship. Nor pleads the hour
In all God’s calendar so true,
With blessing richer for its dow’r
Than the rare one which gave me,--_you_.
GONE
I turn to find you,
But do not see--
Who at my side I knew
Continually.
Again, I hearken!
But do not hear,
Your voice answer mine
In tones so clear.
Gone!--nevermore on earth
To see, to know,
And I still live on
God!--is it so?
TO MY MUSE
Let others bow before Wealth’s shrine,
And tribute render up
For the pleasures manifold it brings
To overflow Life’s cup.
But at your altar, Muse, I kneel
And reverential pray,
When darkness would have claimed my soul--
You held its blight at bay.
My sky of Life was overcast--
Nor showed one patch of blue--
Love had betrayed, and deep,--ah, deep!
My heart drank of its rue.
Where lo! a hand my shoulder pressed,
E’en as I would give up;--
I turned,--your eyes looked into mine--
There passed the cup.
A music wonderful entranced
Which led to heights afar;
Ever it beckoned on, and on,
My guiding star.
The chains that hitherto had held,--
How worthless proved their pow’r!
Instead of wishing Life to pass
I thanked God for each hour.
_Let others bow before Wealth’s shrine,
And tribute render up
For the pleasures manifold it brings
To overflow Life’s cup.
But at your altar, Muse, I kneel
And reverential pray,
When darkness would have claimed my soul,--
You held its blight at bay._
CONCEPTION
To the many you give of your lighter vein
Laughter and gay repartee.
But the deeper side,--that which thinks things out,
You give to me.
With the many you play Life’s make-believe game;
’Tis a bantering light they see
When they look in your eyes, their earnest gaze
You save for me.
The many accept you for what you would seem;
From such blundering am I free:
I know you for your own true self,--the self
You are to me.
AWAKENING
Oh, truth was mine before. I knew
The sun was gold; the skies of day were blue;
But the wonder of things, dear--_this_ never grew
Until into my life, God’s grace sent _you_.
THE HOUSE BUILT ON SANDS
We will go, he said, far, far away,
And a world make of our own.
A kingdom, such as never before
On land or sea, has been known.
She smiled into his eyes,--and oh! the look
Of perfect trust she gave
As he gathered her close, vowing the while
Allegiance unto the grave.
Well, they went away and made their world
As others had done before,
For the time being love blinding them
To the confine of its shore.
They were all-in-all to each other, alone,
And it mattered not a whit,
That, in the scheme of things outside the pale,
They were not permitted to fit.
Defiance they flung in the face of dissent!
Life,--was it not their right
To live it as they wanted to?
And they would, all warning despite.
Why burden the pages by writing down
Their history in detail?
Was ever yet such a compact made
That was known _not_ to fail.
’Twas a question of time,--“_The house built on sands_”
From its moorings slipped away;
They who court Fate’s disfavor--or soon--or late,
“Pass under the rod” of her sway.
TO A BUTTERFLY
Butterfly, Butterfly,
Roaming thro’ the air--
Flying here, flying there,
Flying--ev’rywhere.
Bending o’er the roses’ petals,
Drinking of their dew,
Then away--with quick dart--
Cleaving towards the blue!
Butterfly, Butterfly,
Roaming thro’ the air--
If I, like you, had privilege,
To wander ev’rywhere.
I’d spread my wings and soar up! up!
Straight to Heav’n’s door--
And when I got there Butterfly,
I’d roam no more!
A FRAGMENT
Flowers exquisite frequent thrive,
Hidden in the shade
Of some o’er-arching foliage
In a secluded glade.
They need the shadow, not the sun,
To best perfect their bloom.
E’en so, life’s rarest thought expands
Oft, in its darkened room.
QUERY
You love me, you say, and want me
To become your own.
I believe you are in earnest now,
But,--as the years go on--
What do you think will happen!
Shall we travel side by side,
Lovers, and faithful companions,
Whatever may betide?
So many have taken the venture,
But to find it turn out for the bad,
Who, at the beginning, just as much faith
In a different outcome had.
That I’m fearful our fate might be like theirs,--
Have we proof, think you, it will not?
A guarantee,--we shall never grow tired
And want to unfasten the knot?
Tho’ my love is yours, ’twere far better,
Our paths separately should trend;
Than start together, and _then_ diverge,
Nor accomplish the journey’s end.
I CLOSE MINE EYES
I close mine eyes, and see you dear
As in the dear, dead days;
The tender grace, and strength of poise,
Marking you from the rest apart.
And oh! it seems as if I must
Enfold you to my heart.
I close mine eyes, and see you dear
As in the dear, dead days;
The hair’s soft fall over the brow,
Within your eyes love’s ardent light,
It cannot be! it cannot be!
My day has turned to night.
I close mine eyes, and see you dear
As in the dear, dead days;
Before love’s bitter aftermath
Whose penalty ’tis mine to know.
Oh! come to me from out its void!
_I need you so! I need you so._
UNDERSTANDING
You have not spoken the word, dear,
But I know! I know!
It came to me of a-sudden
How you loved me so!
A glance which escaped unguarded,
The truth made plain.
I’ve hugged its memory to me
Over, and over again!
You have not spoken the word, dear,
But I know! I know!
It came to me of a-sudden
How you loved me so!
A breath, with a catch in the taking,--
And my world, you see,
Became changed,--for I love you, dear!
As you love me!
WE MET IN MAY
We met in May, I know you have forgotten,
Have long since put all thought of me away;
Yet in my heart the mem’ry ever lingers,--
We met in May.
Fragrant the air with redolence of blossom!
Matchless the sky of perfect, cloudless blue!
And oh! the music that the world was ringing--
When I met you.
Another has your fancy from me captured;
Her lot,--Fate’s tenderer impulse to know.
Whilst I, adown the years waiting the facing,
Alone, must go.
No thought is mine save that bequeaths a blessing;--
God grant your life be a long, happy day.
You have forgotten, but I must remember,--
We met in May.
I TURN ME DOWN A LIGHTED WAY
I turn me down a lighted way
Where laughter rings and song floats out;
And, as I gain the happy throng,
All eagerly they flock about.
I smile on this side, and on that,
Join the gay flow of repartee:
Yet, deep, deep down, within my heart
Echoes the endless moan for thee.
I hark to him who compliments,
Within my eyes a sparkling light.
I play the game,--nor does he guess
Its fire has burned to ashes white.
They count me merriest of all.
Not one who notes the deep-down sigh,
Who lists--Life’s tragic undertone,--
_We’ve said good-bye--we’ve said good-bye_.
COUNSEL
Have you balked at the test you’ve been put to,
Are you weary of straining a point?
Is the fight too hard, the way too long?
Is there too much of sighing, too little of song?
Does ev’ry thing seem to be going wrong?
The scheme entire, as it were, out of joint?
Then lend me an ear whilst I counsel awhile,
You must take a _fresh_ grip, my friend,
The game is yours if you’ll make it your own,
Defeat is a word that need never be known.
He who _sticks_ in his mount, _cannot_ be thrown,
Let his steed strive its best to that end.
The sun goes down with the gloom of each night,
But it rises again with each morn,
And there’s so much of brightness to be gathered in,
Such wonderful happiness ours to win,
Throw despair to the winds, and anew begin,
Standing forth--the Mortal re-born!
DECISION
At times, I think, were we to talk it over
The something wanting in your life and mine,
We might arrive at clearer understanding
The cause of our unhappiness define.
Yet, ever with the impulse strong upon me
Such course to follow out as for the best,
Comes swift the contradictory impression,--
’Twould useless be to put it to the test.
That sympathy which pleads when souls are mated
Is the so woefully lacking,--’tis clear,
It could not prove aught else than effort wasted,--
You are so far,--to try and draw you near.
YOU NEVER GUESSED THE SECRET
You never guessed the secret,
Nor have unto to-day.
The truth of it never reached you,
I hid it so well away.
The truth of how I loved you,
Yet spake not, for your sake;
Nor is it easy to put aside
What One so longs to take.
The voice of you, in my musings,
The glance of you, in my dreams;
The feeling, you ever were near me,
Even now, how compelling it seems!
As if but to turn--were to see you;
To know the clasp of your hand;
Yet, I guarded the knowledge carefully,
And you did not understand.
Still the thought of you hurt, and I hungered--
Hungered, day and night,
It will count when the story is ended,
I was able to see aright.
You never guessed the secret,
Nor have unto to-day.
The truth of it never reached you,
I hid it so well away.
THE LIGHT
The light! the light!
For all is dark,
The light I pray,
My feet stumble,
I cannot find the way.
The light! the light!
For all is dark,
Soon the night
Complete, will overtake
The light! the light! Oh! God--the light!
EDUCATION
You say you are shocked, my lady,--and so you ought to be.
A comedy, quite upon my soul,
To make me love you,--then fence about
When I demand only righteous toll.
An innocent flirtation, you intended no harm,--
Well, a lesson the trifler learns,
To keep a safe distance away from fire,--
For the truth, not the lie, it burns.
RE-ADJUSTMENT
You beg of me to forgive you
The Other in your life.
She, who has for some time, I’ve discovered,
Been defrauding the wife.
You avow you never loved her
That ’twas she led you along--
And why hold one responsible
Who’s not guilty of a wrong?
Won’t I forgive, as you urge me,
Forgive and try to forget?
Let the rest of your life be a token,
Of how sincere your regret.
I must have time for my answer,
Some things take the breath--
It seems to die, we need not
Always wait for death.
I loved you so absolutely,
Thought you so completely my own;
I never questioned but that we meant
All in all to each other--alone.
And you the while were betraying
The faith I held so dear,
Selling the same to another--
No, do not come near.
When its foundation becomes weakened,
A structure is undermined,
Nor can it at all times, be strengthened anew,
They who venture the effort, find.
I will do my best to replace it--
The foundation my trust hath known;
Should I fail--tho’ sincere my intention--tion--
You must go on your way--alone.
FROM “RHYMES FOR WEE SWEETHEARTS”
Acknowledgment is made to Messrs. George W. Jacobs & Company for their
courtesy in granting permission to reprint in this volume verses from
“Rhymes for Wee Sweethearts.”
WHEN GRANDMAMA WAS LITTLE
When grandmama was little--
It was years and years ago,
In what folks call, at this time,
The old-fashioned days, you know--
Why, she had such a perfect time,
The best you ever saw:
We wish that we’d been little
Same time as grandmama.
She tells us all about it,
And then, if we are good,
And just sit still and listen,
The way all children should,
And never interrupt a bit,
Or question ’bout the rest
Till she’s all through, she shows us
The things up in her chest.
I can’t begin to tell you
The half of what is there:
The rag-dolls soiled and faded
That haven’t any hair,
And toys, and--oh, yes!--lady-dolls,
And, folded with the rest,
A little rose-bud muslin frock,
Her one-time very best.
And there’s her picture taken
In this self-same gown,
With ruffles reaching to the waist
And panties showing down;
Hair parted in the middle;
Over each ear a curl:
Oh! but our grandmama was pretty!
When a little girl!
HAROLD’S LAMENT
Blamed if I see any fun
In being a boy,
With ev’rybody trying
Their hardest to annoy!
It’s “Harold” here, and “Harold” there
Until they have me sick
Of “Run along!”--“Don’t be slow!”--
Or “Hurry up; be quick!”
First some one sends me down-stairs,
I run with might and main;
Before I’m half-way there it’s turn
And run right up again!
And sure as I go out to play,
Or have a little fun,
I’m called straight in: there’s something else
A-waiting to be done!
I just believe I’ll run away;
Pack all my things and go!
Can’t see the use of staying ’round
And being treated so!
For I just bet when they were small,
Not _one_ of them would do
Half of the errands and the things
That I’m expected to!
MRS. SPIDER
Brother Dick and I one day
Watched Mrs. Spider spin away:
My, how she spun, and spun, and spun,
Until she had her web all done!
Then, brother Dick, he said to me:
“Now, where can Mr. Spider be?”
We watched, but didn’t see him come,
So I guess he couldn’t have lived at home.
THE NAUGHTY LITTLE GIRL
When I’m so awf’ly naughty,
And
just
won’t
do
The very littlest tiny thing
That
I’m
told
to,
But kick and scream when any one
Attempts to come my way,
And press my fingers to my ears
To miss what they may say,
Why, then my mother says that I’m
As bad as bad can be;
She says she thinks it’s some one else
Instead
of
me.
She says she’s sure the little girl
She
used
to
know
Would never do the horrid things
That
hurt
her
so;
And though she doesn’t try to whip,
She looks so very sad
That somehow I just get ashamed
And can’t keep being bad:
I chase the naughty girl away
As far as far can be;
Then I run and kiss my mother, so
She’ll
know
I’m
me!
ON THE STAIR
A wee form nestles on the stair,
Two eyes betraying
The Sand-man has o’ertaken there
Wee steps delaying.
Too tired to mount the flight to bed,
Dear little tumbled golden head,
Just resting there a while instead,
Through dreamland straying.
THE LAND O’ DREAMS
All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!
(One for the money and two for the show!)
All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!
(Three to make ready and four to go!)
The passenger’s late,
But the cars all wait--
Just hark to the brakeman’s cries:
“All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!”--
And the tickets are drowsy eyes.
II
All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!
(One for the money and two for the show!)
All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!
(Three to make ready and four to go!)
The whistles sound,
And the wheels go ’round,
And the bright green fields slip past;
The passenger’s here and the track is clear
To the Land o’ Dreams at last!
THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
Sometimes at night I get awake
And all’s so dark and still--
Why I’m ’bout scared even to take
A deep-down breath, until
I peer ’round first and try to see
If ev’rything’s all right!
For the terriblest things can be,--
The Middle of the Night.
I want so much to cry right out--
But I am awful ’fraid!
’Cause, if those black things _were_ about,
They’d hear the noise I made.
And mother sleeps so very sound,
She mightn’t hear, you see,
And then they’d make a great big bound
And run away with me.
So I lie just still as I can--
My heart a-thumping so!
Wishing I were a great big man,
So I’d not scare, you know.
When oh!--the covers pull away
And just as I begin
To scream--why, I hear mother say
It’s her tucking them in!
WHEN OUR FATHERS WERE LITTLE BOYS
When our fathers were little boys,
Before they grew to men,
I wonder did they make a noise
Or have a good time then?
I wonder did they ever fight
And punch each other’s nose?
Or if they always did just right
And never spoiled their clothes.
I wonder did their mothers scold
Sometimes and make them cry?
I wonder if they ever told
A teeny-weeny lie?
I wonder if they ever had
Such dirty hands and face?
I wonder were they ever mad
And banged things ’round the place?
I wonder did they ever run
To fires hard as they could?
Or if they called it better fun
To sit still and be good?
I wonder _were_ they ever small
And kept back in the shade?
Or didn’t they have to grow at all,
But just come ready made?
SLUMBER LAND
To all: “Good-night!”
Two eyes shut tight
And baby’s bound for Slumber,
The land where all tired children go,
The land where white dream-flowers grow
Beyond my art to number:
Winks
And blinks
And nods all past--
Mother’s arms are sure and fast,
Off to Slumber Land at last,
The moonlit Land of Slumber!
THE NEW BROTHER
We’ve got a new kid in our house;
And it ’bout gives me a fit,
The fuss that ev’rybody is
A-making over it.
All ’long I’ve been the pet, you see,
’Twas _me_ they tried to please
But now, this other fellow has
Them all upon their knees!
He’s just about the ugliest!
And really doesn’t seem
Able to do another thing
But double up and scream.
He’s got no teeth, he’s got no hair,--
Worst curiosity!
I’d like some one to tell me _why_
He counts for more than me!
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