The Circle of Affection and Other Pieces in Prose and Verse

by Duncan Campbell Scott




SWEET CHILD, unseen though loved as dear
As any that are known and near,
How can I send
To you so far in space and time
This burden of a rainbow-rhyme,
A love that bears
The seven diaphanous lines that bend
Above the treasuries and hold
The mystic hoard of gold.
In after years of fullest life
With all the joy amid the strife,
When you may see a rainbow hung
Between the mist-cloud and the sun—
Beauty of earth yet far above—
The pure, prismatic arc of love
That bears the promise in the glow,
May you recall these lines and know
He sent such love when he was old
To me when I was young.