James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.
May 25Emerson
By Craven Langstroth Betts (18531941)
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Ungoverned mouthing of the wind-lashed waves;
Nor yet the dirge of billows over graves,
But crooning, like a mother o’er her child.
Through thee gross earth with heaven is reconciled,
Thy songs, like anthems through cathedral naves
Dispel confusing passion; never raves
The storm along thy cloister undefiled.
From rock and whirlpool far, and tempest’s roar,
Sudden there looms an ever verdurous shore,
Whose towers in the still wave stand glorified,
Where thou, the Virgil, who hast been my guide,
Lead’st me and leav’st me rapt, at Heaven’s door!