Thomas Humphry Ward, ed. The English Poets. 1880–1918.rnVol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
James Kenneth Stephen (18591892)A Parodists Apology
I
’Tis with eyes that with you have often wept:
You have oftener left me smiling or frowning,
Than any beside, one bard except.
A trivial word in an idle hour;
But thrice I looked on your face and the glow it
Bore from the flame of the inward power.
Your words lie hid in a hundred hearts,
And thousands of hands that you’ve grasped but few of
Would be raised to shield you from slander’s darts.
You faced the trial, and stood the test:
They have piled you a cairn that would fain have stoned you:
You have spoken your message and earned your rest.