Write on your doors the saying wise and old, 100 'Be bold! be bold !' and everywhere, 'Be bold; Be not too bold!' Yet better the excess And now, my classmates; ye remaining few And summons us together once again, Where are the others? Voices from the deep Caverns of darkness answer me: 'They sleep!' I name no names; instinctively I feel Each at some well-remembered grave will kneel, And from the inscription wipe the weeds and moss, For every heart best knoweth its own loss. I see their scattered gravestones gleaming Paused, and observed the spot, and marked it well, Whereon the shadow of the finger fell; And, coming back at midnight, delved, and found A secret stairway leading underground. That which I am, I am; my fatal aim None can escape, not even yon luminous flame!' What then? Shall we sit idly down and say The night hath come; it is no longer day? The night hath not yet come; we are not quite Cut off from labor by the failing light; Than youth itself, though in another dress, IN THE CHURCHYARD AT TARRYTOWN1 HERE lies the gentle humorist, who died How sweet a life was his; how sweet a death! O YE dead Poets, who are living still From the sharp crown of thorns upon your head, Ye were not glad your errand to fulfil? 1876. THREE Silences there are: the first of speech, The second of desire, the third of thought; This is the lore a Spanish monk, distraught With dreams and visions, was the first to teach. These Silences, commingling each with each, Made up the perfect Silence that he sought And prayed for, and wherein at times he caught Mysterious sounds from realms beyond our reach. O thou, whose daily life anticipates The spiritual world preponderates, 1877. WAPENTAKE & TO ALFRED TENNYSON POET! I come to touch thy lance with mine; Not as a knight, who on the listed field 2 Written for Whittier's seventieth birthday. 3 When any came to take the government of the Hundred or Wapentake in a day and place appointed, as they were accustomed to meete, all the better sort met him with lances, and he alighting from his horse, all rise up to him, and he setting or holding his lance upright, all the rest come with their lances, according to the auncient custome in confirming league and publike peace and obedience, and touch his lance or weapon, and thereof called Wapentake, for the Saxon or |