Still westward with the lessening light ye go, Dejected people, and the forests tall, Bewidowed of their dusky children, fall Behind you with an echoing wail of woe. Year after year the warrior winds lay low The leafy tribes, and with prophetic call Denounce the silent massacre of all Before the pale usurper's conquering bow. Heed ye the signs? or look your longing eyes Beyond the winter, where the selfsame voice, Warm with the breath of unawakened flowers, Comes softly singing to the world, "Rejoice! The snow is gone: and with the April showers Each buried seed is hastening to rise!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WARDROBE OF REMEMBRANCE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE RIDERS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH CRIPPLED SOLDIER by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN IMPOSSIBILITIES by ABRAHAM COWLEY THE PATH THROUGH THE CORN by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK THE SECEDERS: 2 by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH |