Because thou hast not feared the darts of men Flung forth against me in their feeble hate, But hast believed in me in spite of fate,— Yea, in thine heart, sweet, often and again Hast borne their poison-pointed arrows when Their anger-maddened ranks around the gate Of song surged foaming, fierce-tongued and elate,— Beholding in me love beyond their ken:— Because thou hast not shivered when the seas Brake hard against me, and the pettish spray Of hostile words leaped round from day to day, And evil arrows quivered in the breeze,— Therefore shalt thou for ever with me stand When love, not hate, crowns me in mine own land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 21. TO CYRIACK SKINNER by JOHN MILTON ODES I, 38. AD MINISTRAM by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON A RHYMED REVIEW; 'LAUGHING MUSE' (BY ARTHUR GUITERMAN) by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE TRUIMPH OF ART by JOSEPHINE TURCK BAKER THE FROZEN GRAIL (TO PEARY AND HIS MEN) by ELSA BARKER CHERRY TREE IN AUTUMN by MARIE DAVIES WARREN BECKNER |