The Year's Retrospect

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The Year's Retrospect

WHAT was the lark to the zenith upspringing for?

What was he babbling as summer drew near ?

What were the bell-ringers goldenly ringing for?

What was the heart of all maidenhood singing for ?

Love, love, love, at the gush of the year.

What was the arm of the warrior smiting for ?

What could it be that he held it so dear ?

What were the far-parted nations uniting for ?

What were the thrones and the satrapies fighting for ?

Life, life, life, through the surge of the year.

What are the bride's and the mother's eyes welling for,

Now when the daylight is niggard and drear ?

What is the hush in the desolate dwelling for ?

What is the tolling and what is the knelling for ?

Death, death, death, 'mid the lees of the year.

Love that was baulked of the heaven it was sighing for--

Life that was felled ere a leaf had turned sere--

What have they left that is worthy our dying for ?

Vengeance, which earth and the deep seas are crying for,

Round the last flare of the pyre of the year.

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The Year's Retrospect
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