The Gates of Time and Other Poems

by Frederick George Scott




O stars, what saw ye yesternight
    Beneath the night's black screen?
“We saw the ice-bergs gleaming white
     And the dark sea-paths between."

O stars, what heard ye yesternight

    When a ship the dark path trod?
“We heard the crash of splintered might,
    And a cry that rang to God.”

O stars, who watch above our night
    What is it ye have seen?

“We saw the ice-bergs gleaming white
    And the laughing sea between.”

O stars, what light breaks far away
    Beyond the ocean’s bed?
“The dawning of a golden day

    When the sea gives up its dead."