| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). An American Anthology, 17871900. 1900. |
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| | | By Margaret Elizabeth Sangster |
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| HIS fourscore years and five | |
| Are gone, like a tale that is told. | |
| The quick tears start, there s an ache at the heart, | |
| For we never thought him old. | |
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| Straight as a mountain pine, | 5 |
| With the mountain eagles eye, | |
| With the hand-clasp strong, and the unhushed song, | |
| Was it time for him to die? | |
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| Prophet and priest he stood | |
| In the storm of embattled years; | 10 |
| The broken chain was his harps refrain, | |
| And the peace that is balm for tears. | |
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| The hills and the valleys knew | |
| The poet who kept their tryst. | |
| To our common life and our daily strife | 15 |
| He brought the blessing of Christ. | |
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| And we never thought him old, | |
| Though his locks were white as snow. | |
| O heart of gold, grown suddenly cold, | |
| It was not time to go! | 20 |
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