Poems (Strong)/I, too

by Laura Coster Strong

I, TOO June 13, 1905; for J. R. S. to read on the 'Cretic' (Written in reference to a European trip, the author not going)

Again I near historic shores, The scenes are fraught with storied fate;Where dawn now creeps o'er yonder deeps A Cæsar sailed in regal state;The rowers, panting, bent to their oars, On crested waves the galley sped,And with hawk-eye keen and classic mien The Hero reared his world-crowned head.

I, too, a conqueror, sailed these seas Long ago on a wondrous cruise;Breasting the wave in triumph brave, The world was before me to choose.The wind-swept rigging sang pæans of joy, The salt spray to greet me was flung,Flying pennons gay on sparkling way, I laughed for life and love were young.

ABOARD THE 'ALICE'; FOG OFF SCHOODIC POINT: AUG. 8, 1904