'Tis now, when I am most upon the move, I feel for what I verily find-again The face, again the eyes, again, through all, The heart and its immeasurable love Of my one friend, my only, all my own, Who put his breast between the spears and me. Ever with Caponsacchi! November Twelfth. O lover of my life, O soldier-saint, My weak hand in thy strong hand, strong for that. Life-blood-ere sleep come travail, life ere death! This life-stream on my soul, direct, oblique, But always streaming. Hindrances? They pique. November Fourteenth. Men's road Is one, men's times of travel many: thwart No enterprising soul's precocious start Before the general march! If slow or fast, All struggle up to the same point at last. November Fifteenth. So absolutely good is truth, truth never hurts. The teller, whose worst crime gets somehow grace, avowed. November Sixteenth. 'Twas not for every Gawain to gaze upon the Grail! November Seventeenth. Exactly thus men stand to God: I with my courier, God with me. Just so meant For that sole service, must consult, contest November Eighteenth. Such was my rule of life: I worked my best, Subject to ultimate judgment, God's, not man's. November Nineteenth. I search but cannot see What purpose serves the soul that strives, or world it tries Conclusions with, unless the fruit of victories Stay, one and all, stored up and guaranteed its own Forever, by some mode whereby shall be made known The gain of every life. Death reads the title clear What each soul for itself conquered from out things here. November Twentieth. Ay, of all the artists living, loving, Does he paint? he fain would write a poem— Does he write? he fain would paint a picture. November Twenty-first. But deep within my heart of hearts there hid Ever the confidence, amends for all, That heaven repairs what wrong earth's journey did. November Twenty-second. Leave the flesh to the fate it was fit for! the spirit be thine! By the spirit, when age shall o'ercome thee, thou still shalt enjoy More, indeed, than at first when, uncon scious, the life of a boy. |