Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
Poems of Sentiment: II. LifeAugury
Edith Matilda Thomas (18541925)That mast, wave-bleached, upon the shore was cast!
I saw, and thence no fetich I revered,
But safe, through tempest, to my haven steered.
The place with rose and myrtle was o’ergrown,
Yet Fear and Sorrow held it for their own.
A garden then I sowed without one fear,—
Sowed fennel, yet lived griefless all the year.
Brave lines, long life, did my friend’s hand display.
Not so mine own; yet mine is quick to-day.
Once more in his I read Fate’s idle jest,
Then fold it down forever on his breast.