Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889
O Birds that Flit by Ocean’s Rim
By Edward King (1848–1896)[From Echoes from the Orient. 1880.]
O
And make your plaint to silent sky:
O waves that lap horizons dim,
Ye shall be tranquil by and by!
In some lost garden lone to lie,
Weep not because your stems are bare;
They shall reblossom by and by.
Turn not and curse the heavens and die;
Your heritage is peace and light—
You shall be richer by and by!