“Song's Solace”
The Washington Post, Washington, D.C., April 1, 1916
Full measure of melodious tears,
Drawn from the Muse's sacred wells,
My heart has treasured through the years.
Life's woes the poet's song endears;
No solace with a charm excels
Full measure of melodious tears.
Villon's and Heine's and Shakespeare's
Exquisite lyric miracles
My heart has treasured through the years.
And his, who once surpassed his peers,
When, grieved for Lycidas, he tells
Full measure of melodious tears.
All sacred utterance that cheers
The pathos that in being dwells,
My heart has treasured through the years.
In solitude my spirit hears,
Life waves in murmurous sea-shells,
Full measure of melodious tears
My heart has treasured through the years.