C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Equations

From ‘Titian’s Garden and Other Poems’

YOU so sure the world is full of laughter,

Not a place in it for any sorrow,

Sunshine with no shadow to come after—

Wait, O mad one, wait until to-morrow!

You so sure the world is full of weeping,

Only gloom in all the colors seven,

Every wind across a new grave creeping—

Think, O sad one, yesterday was heaven!

*****

YOUNG and strong I went along the highway,

Seeking Joy from happy sky to sky;

I met Sorrow coming down a byway—

What had she to do with such as I?

Sorrow with a slow detaining gesture

Waited for me on the widening way,

Threw aside her shrouding veil and vesture—

Joy had turned to Sorrow’s self that day!

*****

IF some great giver give me life,

And give me love, and give me double,

Shall I not also at his hand

Take trouble?

And if through awful gloom I see

The lightnings of his great will thrusting,

Shall I not, dying at his hand,

Die trusting?