The hunter's call and baying hound;
Forever lost, untract, unseen,
A shadow now among the shades.
Forever lost, untract, unseen,
A shadow now among the shades.
From some snow-wreathed and shining peak
His soul swam starward long ago,
And now no more we vainly seek
The secret of his fate to know;
While fires of sunset and of dawn
Flame red and fade on many a height,
The mystery will not be withdrawn
From him, long lost from human sight.
His soul swam starward long ago,
And now no more we vainly seek
The secret of his fate to know;
While fires of sunset and of dawn
Flame red and fade on many a height,
The mystery will not be withdrawn
From him, long lost from human sight.
And yet I sometimes sit and dream
Of him, my schoolmate and my friend,
As wand'ring where bright waters gleam,
In some sweet life that has no end—
Within the Cascades' inner walls,
Where nymphs, beyond all fancy fair,
Soothe him with siren madrigals,
And deck him with their golden hair.
Of him, my schoolmate and my friend,
As wand'ring where bright waters gleam,
In some sweet life that has no end—
Within the Cascades' inner walls,
Where nymphs, beyond all fancy fair,
Soothe him with siren madrigals,
And deck him with their golden hair.
"ALLIE"
To My Sister
"Come to thy rest," the angel said,
In fadeless bloom and beauty—
"Come to thy rest"—the weary head
Drooped by the path of duty.
In fadeless bloom and beauty—
"Come to thy rest"—the weary head
Drooped by the path of duty.
