Songs of the Common Day, and Ave!

An Ode for the Shelley Centenary

by Charles G.D. Roberts


 

A SONG OF GROWTH


 

IN the heart of a man
    Is a thought upfurled,
Reached its full span
    It shakes the world,
And to one high thought
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Is a whole race wrought.

Not with vain noise
    The great work grows,
Nor with foolish voice,
    But in repose,—

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Not in the rush
But in the hush.

From the cogent lash
    Of the cloud-herd wind
The low clouds dash,

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    Blown headlong, blind;
But beyond, the great blue
Looks moveless through.

O'er the loud world sweep
    The scourge and the rod;

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But in deep beyond deep
    Is the stillness of God;—
At the Fountains of Life
No cry, no strife.