American poetry -- 19th century; American poetry -- 20th century
George Edward Woodberry was born in Beverly, Mass., May 12, 1855,
and studied at Harvard; his early efforts receiving the approval of
James Russell Lowell. From 1891 to 1904 he was Professor of
Comparative Literature at Columbia University, where he exercised a
keen influence on many of the younger writers.
His work is decidedly romantic and classical in style, leaning
heavily toward the Tennysonian tradition. Although there is an
undercurrent of spiritual beauty throughout his poetry, he
frequently loses his power of exaltation in a rhetoric that is both
stilted and sentimental. His chief collections of verse are _The
Flight and Other Poems_ (1900), _Wild Eden_ (1914) and _The Roamer
and Other Poems_ (1920). He has also written several books of
essays, criticism and biography.
IMMORTAL LOVE
Immortal Love, too high for my possessing,—
Yet, lower than thee, where shall I find repose?
Long in my youth I sang the morning rose,
By earthly things the heavenly pattern guessing!
Long fared I on, beauty and love caressing,
And finding in my heart a place for those
Eternal fugitives; the golden close
Of evening folds me, still their sweetness blessing.
Oh, happy we, the first-born heirs of nature,
For whom the Heavenly Sun delays his light!
He by the sweets of every mortal creature
Tempers eternal beauty to our sight;
And by the glow upon love’s earthly feature
Maketh the path of our departure bright.
A SONG OF SUNRISE
(_On the Morning of the Russian Revolution_)
To those who drink the golden mist
Whereon the world’s horizons rest,
Who teach the peoples to resist
The terrors of the human breast:—
By burning stake and prison-camp
They lead the march of man divine,
Above whose head the sacred lamp
Of liberty doth blaze and shine;
O’er blood and tears and nameless woe
They hail far off the dawning light;
Through faith in them the nations go,
Sun-smitten in the deepest night:—
Honor to them from East to West
Be on the shouting earth to-day!
Holy their memory! Sweet their rest!
Who fill the skies with freedom’s ray!
_H. C. Bunner_
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