Echoes from Vagabondia

by Bliss Carman


 

TO A FRIEND

(WITH A COPY OF THE LAST SONGS FROM VAGABONDIA)


 

DEAR friend, our comrade who left here
His beautiful unfinished songs,
With Shelley and the sons of light
To the majestic past belongs.

By winter fire, by summer sun,

5
We shall not have him any more.
That courtly leisure, that slow smile,
Have found new countries to explore.

He cannot lift you hand nor voice,
In the old way to let you know

10
He loves you and would have you glad
He uses mine to tell you so.