In Divers Tones

by Charles G.D. Roberts

Edited by Tracy Ware


 

RONDEAU

To Louis Honore Fréchette


 

Laurels for song! And nobler bays,
In old Olympian golden days
   Of clamor thro’ the clear-eyed morn,
   No bowed triumphant head hath borne,
Victorious in all Hellas’ gaze!
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They watched his glowing axles graze
The goal, and rent the heavens with praise;—
   Yet the supremer heads have worn
               Laurels for song.

So thee, from no palaestra-plays

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A conqueror, to the gods we raise,
   Whose brows of all our singers born
   The sacred fillets chief adorn,—
Who first of all our choir displays
               Laurels for song.
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