George Willis Cooke, comp. The Poets of Transcendentalism: An Anthology. 1903.
The PoetJoel Benton (18321911)
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Forever young is his desire,—
Touched by some charm the gods impart,
Time writes no wrinkles on his heart.
His thought breathes of immortal youth;
Though summer hours are far away,
Midsummer haunts him day by day.
For him all streams of splendor roll;
Sweet hints come to him from the sky,—
Birds teach him wisdom as they fly.
The fields pour out for him their sweets;
Life is excess; one sunset’s glow
Gives him a bliss no others know.
He never tires of lustrous eyes;
Quaffing his joy, the world apart,
Love lives a summer in his heart.
His wealth is more to him than gold;
On the green hills, when life is done,
He sleeps like fair Endymion.