Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
I. PatriotismAfter Death
Frances Isabel Parnell (18481882)S
Or shall the darkness close around them, ere the sun-blaze breaks at last upon thy story?
When the nations ope for thee their queenly circle, as a sweet new sister hail thee,
Shall these lips be sealed in callous death and silence, that have known but to bewail thee?
Shall the ear be deaf that only loved thy praises, when all men their tribute bring thee?
Shall the mouth be clay that sang thee in thy squalor, when all poets’ mouths shall sing thee?
I should hear, though dead and mouldered, and the grave-damps should not chill my bosom’s burning.
And my heart should toss within the shroud and quiver as a captive dreamer tosses.
Crying, “O my brothers, I have also loved her in her loneliness and sorrow.
Then contented I shall go back to the shamrocks, now mine eyes have seen her glory!”